[ The request for space doesn't need to be vocalized. Murphy pulls away and the connection between them spins out, winnowing down to just a single thread. It's difficult not to start pulling on that thread and tug until he provokes a reaction. The only deterrent is the obvious fact that Murphy's alone and he's safe. There's nothing lost if Bellamy lets him alone.
He can feel it when Murphy falls asleep. In the absence of his brood and the rest of the Hive, the bond between them is the beneficiary of Bellamy's focus. He hadn't realized how much of his awareness had been instinctively devoted to monitoring the low buzz of other minds connected to his own. Even if they'd managed to cut their symbiotes out, would they ever have been able to shake that habit? Bellamy feels incomplete. There's no way to deny that.
Murphy had been right: without Yan, the others left behind are quiet. Bellamy doesn't intend to sleep, but he's able to relax slightly as attention shifts fully away from him. Alone on his cot, Bellamy stretches to try to reach Bruce, or to reconnect with Shiro, to find Clint again now that he's felt Clint's mind stirring. He comes up frustratingly empty. He circles back, opens his eyes to the jail and then sighs before closing them again.
The tug on the thread between them is customary. Bellamy expects irritation in return, but when the response doesn't come, he tugs at it a second time, insistent. ]
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He can feel it when Murphy falls asleep. In the absence of his brood and the rest of the Hive, the bond between them is the beneficiary of Bellamy's focus. He hadn't realized how much of his awareness had been instinctively devoted to monitoring the low buzz of other minds connected to his own. Even if they'd managed to cut their symbiotes out, would they ever have been able to shake that habit? Bellamy feels incomplete. There's no way to deny that.
Murphy had been right: without Yan, the others left behind are quiet. Bellamy doesn't intend to sleep, but he's able to relax slightly as attention shifts fully away from him. Alone on his cot, Bellamy stretches to try to reach Bruce, or to reconnect with Shiro, to find Clint again now that he's felt Clint's mind stirring. He comes up frustratingly empty. He circles back, opens his eyes to the jail and then sighs before closing them again.
The tug on the thread between them is customary. Bellamy expects irritation in return, but when the response doesn't come, he tugs at it a second time, insistent. ]
( Murphy? )