[It's that thread of understand again. The one somehow he and Bellamy always seemed to come back to. Maybe they'd lost it for a while, or been too angry and hurting to pay attention to it. But Murphy can feel it again now, holding Bellamy's gaze. He nods.
Then he looks away, mouth pressing down at the corners.]
ties a ribbon round it
Then he looks away, mouth pressing down at the corners.]
Guess I'll have to let you.