[ and that's the one thing he doesn't understand. what he does, though, is that her leg's better. she stands on it with confidence, even if she may lack it right now. she reacts whenever his leg bumps into her own. he's certain she'll grow tired of nike jumping on her — and when she grows bigger, she'll be able to feel her sit on her foot instead of being surprised by a large golden retriever taking residence on her toes. bellamy doesn't understand magic, but he understands raven's happiness. ]
[ he leans toward her to run his fingers through the fur on the top of nike's head. she's staring at the wall like she hasn't seen it before, on her hind legs as she remains in raven's lap, quieter than raven may associate her as being. ]
[ he looks to nike, but ends up glancing at raven. ] Did it hurt?
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[ he leans toward her to run his fingers through the fur on the top of nike's head. she's staring at the wall like she hasn't seen it before, on her hind legs as she remains in raven's lap, quieter than raven may associate her as being. ]
[ he looks to nike, but ends up glancing at raven. ] Did it hurt?