Week Two | The Huts | Thursday Evening

[sasetai]

[ She's humming to herself, an almost skip in her step as she walks. It's Thursday but somehow she isn't at all afraid, doesn't seem at all concerned about whether the Chief will make good on his word. After all, Shin had promised her-- all she needed to do was get inside by curfew. Everything would be okay.

She doesn't question why she'd seen him today, or how he'd gotten here. She was just happy to see him, happy for to see something familiar that hadn't been ruined by everything that had happened before this place.

She doesn't really register whatever state Bellamy is in before she says hello. ]

Good evening!

[ She approaches in a strangely good mood, more curious about what he's up to than anything else. ]

You're still out here? We have to get inside soon, you know.

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[jettisons]

[Bellamy is more shaken up than anyone on this island has seen him. This isn't the anger he's shown at the trials or executions, it's something different, something more fragile. He doesn't think he's hallucinating at the moment, but it doesn't really matter. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees Octavia or Clarke, skin marred by radiation burns. When Jinah approaches him, he's tense, and her reminder only seems to make that worse. He's too in his own head to register her good mood, and it takes him a long, delayed moment to respond. He thinks he sees someone down by the surf, separate from the rest of the group.]

What?