[ Bellamy still bristles at the dismissal; it's ingrained instinct, a reaction more to the implication of the order before the tone processes. Even with only the most cursory connection between them, even without that, Bellamy understands the motivation behind that. She needs to be alone. She's going about that in a marginally more graceful way than Bellamy would have.
For a moment, he tries to summon up something, some measure of comfort to offer her. He thinks distantly that Clarke would know what to say here. She'd been better than him at comforting the dying, better at finding words to ease pain. Bellamy has none of that finesse, and any apology, any attempt to share her burden would come out clumsy. There's a fragile peace between them. The last thing he wants is to spark her anger a second time or for something regrettable to spill out of his head unchecked. ]
Alright, [ is all he can say, quiet, before he turns and leaves. It's a relief to go, to retreat from what is clearly her sanctuary even if she'd concealed the private display from him the moment he'd entered. He's careful to close the door behind him, to make the attempt to direct his thoughts away as best he can and separate himself from her. She doesn't need another spectator, and she doesn't need Bellamy's own surge of conflicted emotions to muddle her thoughts further. ]
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For a moment, he tries to summon up something, some measure of comfort to offer her. He thinks distantly that Clarke would know what to say here. She'd been better than him at comforting the dying, better at finding words to ease pain. Bellamy has none of that finesse, and any apology, any attempt to share her burden would come out clumsy. There's a fragile peace between them. The last thing he wants is to spark her anger a second time or for something regrettable to spill out of his head unchecked. ]
Alright, [ is all he can say, quiet, before he turns and leaves. It's a relief to go, to retreat from what is clearly her sanctuary even if she'd concealed the private display from him the moment he'd entered. He's careful to close the door behind him, to make the attempt to direct his thoughts away as best he can and separate himself from her. She doesn't need another spectator, and she doesn't need Bellamy's own surge of conflicted emotions to muddle her thoughts further. ]