[ Statistics might have soothed someone else. Raven or Monty, maybe, but they're not here and Bellamy clenches down hard on thoughts of them before those thoughts could become wishes. Trapping more people he loves here isn't something Bellamy can live with.
He presses a palm to the chamber the Darkling is sealed into. Despite Cathaway's assurance, Bellamy has a brief, terrified urge to claw him back out. It feels painfully final. The desperate hope that he'd wake before they got to this point dies thrashing in the back of Bellamy's mind. He doesn't reply to her immediately, but eventually his head lifts and he squares his shoulders ]
You'll have to tell me what to do. I don't know...I don't know how it work, but I want to help.
[ Murphy might. He'd focused on the symbiotes more intently than Bellamy had. Bellamy's worries had been more broad, and he'd shied away from digging at the thing in the back of his head. This kind of insight might be what Murphy had wanted from the beginning, but Bellamy can't appreciate it fully. ]
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He presses a palm to the chamber the Darkling is sealed into. Despite Cathaway's assurance, Bellamy has a brief, terrified urge to claw him back out. It feels painfully final. The desperate hope that he'd wake before they got to this point dies thrashing in the back of Bellamy's mind. He doesn't reply to her immediately, but eventually his head lifts and he squares his shoulders ]
You'll have to tell me what to do. I don't know...I don't know how it work, but I want to help.
[ Murphy might. He'd focused on the symbiotes more intently than Bellamy had. Bellamy's worries had been more broad, and he'd shied away from digging at the thing in the back of his head. This kind of insight might be what Murphy had wanted from the beginning, but Bellamy can't appreciate it fully. ]