[ bellamy looks at her, amused. of course he doesn't see it. if bellamy saw his own reflection, or even his future self, standing right before him, he'd deny it existing. when he looks at zelo and nike, he doesn't see himself and octavia, even though he'd wanted to get zelo to ensure that nike had a life similar to his own (except a little kinder). ]
[ with a slight laugh, ] What? [ he looks at zelo, as if expecting him to sprout the dark blake hair. he stays golden, fur as thick as bellamy's mop of hair used to be. his fingers may have stilled in brushing against his back, but they return to moving once more as he looks at raven. ] What makes you say that?
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[ with a slight laugh, ] What? [ he looks at zelo, as if expecting him to sprout the dark blake hair. he stays golden, fur as thick as bellamy's mop of hair used to be. his fingers may have stilled in brushing against his back, but they return to moving once more as he looks at raven. ] What makes you say that?