[ Somehow, the prospect of the egg hatching hadn't really been something Bellamy considered when he'd agree to ferry the egg around the Station with him. It'd been easy to tuck it under his arm while he read, or tote along as he ran laps around the track. He'd just assumed the hatching would happen somewhere else, to someone else (probably Cathaway) and all he was responsible for was helping it along.
As it turns out, he's incredibly wrong.
The panic radiating from Noctis doesn't do very much to calm Bellamy's nerves. Taking a few deep breaths doesn't really steady him, but Bellamy clenches his jaw and slowly flexes his hand. All he gets for his trouble is a fitful clutch of claws, so he abandon the attempt. ]
Have you ever seen something like this?
[ Noctis summons weird things out of thin air. Maybe he can identify the jet-black creature oozing contentedly over their interlocked hands. ]
It's still dripping.
[ Panic is ebbing into disgust as Bellamy examines the newcomer. It doesn't seem intent on maiming either of them, which allows some of Bellamy's initial panic to abate. ]
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As it turns out, he's incredibly wrong.
The panic radiating from Noctis doesn't do very much to calm Bellamy's nerves. Taking a few deep breaths doesn't really steady him, but Bellamy clenches his jaw and slowly flexes his hand. All he gets for his trouble is a fitful clutch of claws, so he abandon the attempt. ]
Have you ever seen something like this?
[ Noctis summons weird things out of thin air. Maybe he can identify the jet-black creature oozing contentedly over their interlocked hands. ]
It's still dripping.
[ Panic is ebbing into disgust as Bellamy examines the newcomer. It doesn't seem intent on maiming either of them, which allows some of Bellamy's initial panic to abate. ]