[ It's heartfelt, even as he catches flashes of memory from her. There's nothing like it here, or in Bellamy's scope of experience, but it still pulls at every protective instinct he has. Is that the kind of danger she lived with? Is that what's behind the beauty of her mind? Bellamy doesn't want to pry, knows that she promised to leave him privacy and deserves the same in return, but the curiosity is apparent, even as he buries it. ]
(What's Cathaway like?)
[ That's technically not the question he should be asking. He should be asking her how he can do this on his own, and what the fastest way to accomplish that might be. But the mention of Cathaway pulls his attention. He's making up for lost time. He hadn't spoken to either of them in the beginning, and he's regretting it now. ]
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[ It's heartfelt, even as he catches flashes of memory from her. There's nothing like it here, or in Bellamy's scope of experience, but it still pulls at every protective instinct he has. Is that the kind of danger she lived with? Is that what's behind the beauty of her mind? Bellamy doesn't want to pry, knows that she promised to leave him privacy and deserves the same in return, but the curiosity is apparent, even as he buries it. ]
( What's Cathaway like? )
[ That's technically not the question he should be asking. He should be asking her how he can do this on his own, and what the fastest way to accomplish that might be. But the mention of Cathaway pulls his attention. He's making up for lost time. He hadn't spoken to either of them in the beginning, and he's regretting it now. ]