[ Bellamy's always aware of the Darkling and Clint. They're in the back of his head, lingering, and his thoughts circle around and around to them. Feeling the shift of the Darkling's attention to focus on him is like a closing loop, and Bellamy's mind responds in kind, focus narrowing to the point of contact between them. ]
(How's it going?)
[ Not disastrously, apparently. Bellamy couldn't glean much more from their connection without opening himself up wider in kind. He's not ready for that yet. ]
iii.
( How's it going? )
[ Not disastrously, apparently. Bellamy couldn't glean much more from their connection without opening himself up wider in kind. He's not ready for that yet. ]