[Bellamy abruptly realizes he's still holding the kitten when its paws dig into his arm. He scowls down at it, but it just burrows into the crook of his elbow.]

[He frowns. He's not stupid enough to think a plan like this can go off without any death - but minimal still sounds better than all.]

I don't trust him with it, the Shuck, not with how furious and determined he was to kill everyone. Seems like he's given up on us, and though I can't say I blame him either, I'm not interested in killing for him, just like I'm not interested in killing for the courts.

How long's this plan been in motion?