[ bellamy can't help but laugh at her reaction. elsa reminds him of someone who takes almost anything to heart, not wanting to offend anybody, even if that person deserves it. she's not necessarily innocent, but bellamy thinks she's too kind. it's that part of her he knows draws him to her, given how he's come to expect the worst in people, she's only ever reminded him that there's nothing wrong with seeking the best. ]
[ placing his bottle down, he looks at her with amusement. ] It sounds like what it was, Elsa. I wouldn't worry about it. [ he shrugs; given bellamy hardly labels anything himself, he's in no position to judge what she calls a passing flirtation. ]
[ as long as it's passed. and is very far away from where she is now. ]
[ glancing down at her glass, bellamy's mouth slowly curves into a smile. ] Want another one?
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[ placing his bottle down, he looks at her with amusement. ] It sounds like what it was, Elsa. I wouldn't worry about it. [ he shrugs; given bellamy hardly labels anything himself, he's in no position to judge what she calls a passing flirtation. ]
[ as long as it's passed. and is very far away from where she is now. ]
[ glancing down at her glass, bellamy's mouth slowly curves into a smile. ] Want another one?