[ If there was ever levity in Bellamy Blake's body, it was crushed under the weight of Octavia's existence. A child keeping a secret that all-consuming had left little room for anything else. ]
(If we live through this, I'll have to learn.)
[ It's not the kind of thanks he thinks Lakshmi means. But Bellamy doesn't know how to thank anyone for Clarke's presence, or for Murphy's presence, or even Lexa's. This life is more curse than salvation in Bellamy's view. The crushing relief of being reunited with Clarke is tempered by how much she has lost by waking here. Steering the conversation towards the kind of gratitude meant for their mission makes it easier to consider thanks, rather than trying to think how best to celebrate Clarke's hatch. ]
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[ If there was ever levity in Bellamy Blake's body, it was crushed under the weight of Octavia's existence. A child keeping a secret that all-consuming had left little room for anything else. ]
( If we live through this, I'll have to learn. )
[ It's not the kind of thanks he thinks Lakshmi means. But Bellamy doesn't know how to thank anyone for Clarke's presence, or for Murphy's presence, or even Lexa's. This life is more curse than salvation in Bellamy's view. The crushing relief of being reunited with Clarke is tempered by how much she has lost by waking here. Steering the conversation towards the kind of gratitude meant for their mission makes it easier to consider thanks, rather than trying to think how best to celebrate Clarke's hatch. ]