No one recognizes it. Not even Cathaway and Prince.
[ So her let down doesn't particularly worry him. Bellamy's stopped expecting an answer to present itself, and in the meantime the little creature is happy enough to scuttle through the hallways unattended, but it always comes back to him or to Noctis. It feels less fragile, and Bellamy's stopped worrying about it's teeth. ]
What do you mean, young? Our age or how long we've been here, with the symbiotes implanted?
[ It comes back around to the passage of time again. Bellamy wonders what kind of effect the symbiote has on aging. Would he even be recognizable if he could ever make his way home? ]
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[ So her let down doesn't particularly worry him. Bellamy's stopped expecting an answer to present itself, and in the meantime the little creature is happy enough to scuttle through the hallways unattended, but it always comes back to him or to Noctis. It feels less fragile, and Bellamy's stopped worrying about it's teeth. ]
What do you mean, young? Our age or how long we've been here, with the symbiotes implanted?
[ It comes back around to the passage of time again. Bellamy wonders what kind of effect the symbiote has on aging. Would he even be recognizable if he could ever make his way home? ]