[He shakes his head as she walks off, using his knife to spark the flames higher. He holds out his hand next, trying to practice a little what he's been learning with the Magic Guild; it's not better than his knife, but it shoots off more flames, and the fire grows warmer.]
[He glances up when Clarke uses her hot chocolate to melt, snorting a little in his own amusement. But hey, it worked, so he's not going to judge.]
You do know heirs can be declared and not born, right? [Bellamy pauses for a moment, then holds out his cup, silently offering her a sip.]
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[He glances up when Clarke uses her hot chocolate to melt, snorting a little in his own amusement. But hey, it worked, so he's not going to judge.]
You do know heirs can be declared and not born, right? [Bellamy pauses for a moment, then holds out his cup, silently offering her a sip.]