[ Though Bellamy shakes his head over the apology, wordlessly dismissing it. He lifts the helmet out of Shiro's hands to turn it over and inspect it, past a covetous palm across the cool, light metal. When he looks back up, it's to flash a self-depreciating smile. ]
I don't hit that hard.
[ Bellamy doesn't have any illusions about where he falls in the grand scheme of things. He's strong for a human. But there are people on the Station who aren't human, and the way they fight reflects that. He can't do the kind of damage that would require armor.
Though that being said, his perception is still a little skewed: Bellamy's more than comfortable with walking around bruised. ]
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[ Though Bellamy shakes his head over the apology, wordlessly dismissing it. He lifts the helmet out of Shiro's hands to turn it over and inspect it, past a covetous palm across the cool, light metal. When he looks back up, it's to flash a self-depreciating smile. ]
I don't hit that hard.
[ Bellamy doesn't have any illusions about where he falls in the grand scheme of things. He's strong for a human. But there are people on the Station who aren't human, and the way they fight reflects that. He can't do the kind of damage that would require armor.
Though that being said, his perception is still a little skewed: Bellamy's more than comfortable with walking around bruised. ]