[ Not that Gildor seems particularly happy where he is. ]
(Are you alright? Do you need anything?)
[ Bellamy can't make anyone stop drinking. It's too late for that. And he doesn't know how to isolate Gildor from the effects of the alcohol beyond the offering of drums beating in time, softening into the mourning beat they'd fallen into the night after Finn had burned on their pyre. The grounders hadn't been mourning him, so Bellamy only assumed it was tradition or an offering of reconciliation. It's more appropriate than a beat heralding war. ]
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[ Not that Gildor seems particularly happy where he is. ]
( Are you alright? Do you need anything? )
[ Bellamy can't make anyone stop drinking. It's too late for that. And he doesn't know how to isolate Gildor from the effects of the alcohol beyond the offering of drums beating in time, softening into the mourning beat they'd fallen into the night after Finn had burned on their pyre. The grounders hadn't been mourning him, so Bellamy only assumed it was tradition or an offering of reconciliation. It's more appropriate than a beat heralding war. ]