[There's a prickle of cold fear that crawls over the surface of Murphy's mind. They can all do something, which means there's something lurking in him, something like Bellamy's sickness, or uncontrollable rage, or--
Knowing something, when he had no way to know it.
He lifts a hand to his neck, palm pressing over the back, like some guard against the vulnerability Bellamy saw there. Wanting the thing rooting into his brain gone hadn't just been about the link, the Nest. It had been a first step. And now he's lost that chance, and this, what Bellamy's showing him, it's taking him further away.]
(How long?)
[He focusses on that. The here and now, Bellamy getting better. Not the past, and not home. Not Emori.]
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Knowing something, when he had no way to know it.
He lifts a hand to his neck, palm pressing over the back, like some guard against the vulnerability Bellamy saw there. Wanting the thing rooting into his brain gone hadn't just been about the link, the Nest. It had been a first step. And now he's lost that chance, and this, what Bellamy's showing him, it's taking him further away.]
( How long? )
[He focusses on that. The here and now, Bellamy getting better. Not the past, and not home. Not Emori.]