[ Bellamy shakes his head, curling his fingers into a fist and then stretching them out. He's rewarded with little pricks of claws again, and ceases the motion. ]
We don't hatch. Cathaway showed me the process.
[ Not that Bellamy's going to rule out the possibility of a very alien broodmate, but— ]
This is going to be something else.
[ A really gross mascot, maybe?
Though he shoots a sideways look at Noctis, nudging him mentally. Don't even say it, Noctis. The idea of being linked at the wrist forever is just a bit much for Bellamy to consider at this point. ]
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We don't hatch. Cathaway showed me the process.
[ Not that Bellamy's going to rule out the possibility of a very alien broodmate, but— ]
This is going to be something else.
[ A really gross mascot, maybe?
Though he shoots a sideways look at Noctis, nudging him mentally. Don't even say it, Noctis. The idea of being linked at the wrist forever is just a bit much for Bellamy to consider at this point. ]