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[ he isn't sure if he should expect such cunning from raven, but, then again, she's the girl who knew how to take down a bridge not even the nuclear apocalypse had been able to destroy. it shouldn't surprise him, but it does, for some inexplicable reason. maybe it's because it's the least serious thing that raven's said in ages, something that isn't tied to a grounder war or taking on the mountain men or her trying to posture she's tough when he thinks she believes showing weakness and aggravation at her leg makes her look like she's made of the softer stuff. ]

[ bellamy laughs, and it's not quiet for once. he's taken aback; the loudness to it and the way his smile lingers, the incredulousness to the arch of his brow, is enough to inform her he hadn't been expecting that bit of advice or even that confession from her. ] How long's that been working for you?