[ Him. It's startling, and Bellamy's momentarily worried that he'll need to acknowledge that revelation substantially. Him and Angel. It's a very short list, but Bellamy's is no better. If he were to need assistance, it would be to her he'd reach first. She's a known quantity. Meanwhile the majority of their nestmates are strange to him, and some he's yet to meet apart from brief touches of their minds. It doesn't count. It's not enough to convince him he could put his life in their hands.

Not that he's so confident in Lexa, but as long as they're here and ostensibly working towards the same goal, he'll take her over anyone else. ]

Angel likes it here. She likes this.

[ He gestures between them, a haphazard illustration of the bond. Which isn't necessarily a mark against her, just an observation of something Bellamy doesn't quite understand about her. The ease with which she welcomes people into her mind is strange to him. ]

I don't think I trust any of them either. Yet. [ Magnanimous, though his trust is hard won these days. ] Some of them don't seem to be very good in groups either. I wouldn't take them with me at home.