[He can practically feel the poison disappearing from his system, scowling at her for healing him first and swearing under his breath when she heals the damage done too.]
[His throat hurts and his mouth still tastes like blood, but as soon as he can, Bellamy moves, pushing her hand at her own stomach desperately. He doesn't even know if he's fully healed yet, but she's already wasted too much time on him. His eyes are wild with panic and anger, and the only other time he felt this useless in his life was when he watched the guards take Octavia away.]
Clarke. [Her eyes are glazing over, and he stubbornly holds her hands in place, the command to heal herself in her name along with a very raw fear.]
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[His throat hurts and his mouth still tastes like blood, but as soon as he can, Bellamy moves, pushing her hand at her own stomach desperately. He doesn't even know if he's fully healed yet, but she's already wasted too much time on him. His eyes are wild with panic and anger, and the only other time he felt this useless in his life was when he watched the guards take Octavia away.]
Clarke. [Her eyes are glazing over, and he stubbornly holds her hands in place, the command to heal herself in her name along with a very raw fear.]
[If she dies, he would never forgive himself.]