[Dripping with that jackassy quality he's perfected:] I prefer it to the alternative.
[Pass on arriving dead. But Bellamy follows after him, pinged by the idea of lunch even if he came for book reasons. Eating out isn't something he does much of anymore, but here he could trust it. He spares one last cursory look out the window, fueled by paranoia that's kept him alive the last few months, before descending the stairs.]
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[Pass on arriving dead. But Bellamy follows after him, pinged by the idea of lunch even if he came for book reasons. Eating out isn't something he does much of anymore, but here he could trust it. He spares one last cursory look out the window, fueled by paranoia that's kept him alive the last few months, before descending the stairs.]