[It's - pretty terrifying. There's no getting around that. The blackness of her eyes, the general reaction, and when she pulls away and moves with the speed, it's all a jolt that kicks into his fight or flight instincts. But it's not the scariest thing he's ever been faced with, and it's not nearly as scary as hearing her say I died, so the flight part is discarded.]
[Bellamy flinches anyway, when she pulls back, his hands curling up to stop himself from following after her like he wants to. He desperately hopes this isn't a permanent thing, that he has to stop touching her, but he doesn't know the first thing about - any of what's happening to her. Not that she's had time to become an expert either.]
[He doesn't trust himself to speak, mostly because it adds another layer to his overwhelmed, so he just nods at her. He doesn't take his eyes off her, worried and alarmed all at once through the fact that he still hasn't stopped crying, but the wetness over his face is something he's adjusted to.]
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[Bellamy flinches anyway, when she pulls back, his hands curling up to stop himself from following after her like he wants to. He desperately hopes this isn't a permanent thing, that he has to stop touching her, but he doesn't know the first thing about - any of what's happening to her. Not that she's had time to become an expert either.]
[He doesn't trust himself to speak, mostly because it adds another layer to his overwhelmed, so he just nods at her. He doesn't take his eyes off her, worried and alarmed all at once through the fact that he still hasn't stopped crying, but the wetness over his face is something he's adjusted to.]