[Bellamy is still as he listens, his shoulders taut and ready to strike as necessary, despite the assailant being long, long gone. But there are still fires around them, and Grell is infuriated. It's enough to keep him in a similar state, because anger is a familiar weapon, and the ruin around him is further fuel.]
So we don't know who it is, but we know it's someone on the Seelie side of things. [He scowls. He isn't married to the courts, he still hates the system of it all, but this attack feels so clearly a strike against both the Unseelie and personalized at Grell. It's the latter that gets to him most, alongside the fact that these six soldiers he'd come to teach and care about this much were attacked. It's exacerbated by the fact that they called him when they needed it, a kind of trust in him he doesn't take lightly.]
You don't have any other clues?
[There is a violence in him that, if the attacker were here, Bellamy is sure it'd be enough alongside everything else to push him over the line into murder.]
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So we don't know who it is, but we know it's someone on the Seelie side of things. [He scowls. He isn't married to the courts, he still hates the system of it all, but this attack feels so clearly a strike against both the Unseelie and personalized at Grell. It's the latter that gets to him most, alongside the fact that these six soldiers he'd come to teach and care about this much were attacked. It's exacerbated by the fact that they called him when they needed it, a kind of trust in him he doesn't take lightly.]
You don't have any other clues?
[There is a violence in him that, if the attacker were here, Bellamy is sure it'd be enough alongside everything else to push him over the line into murder.]