he   takes   a  step  forward,  head       raised, and a challenge on  his lips. 

There she is, sitting alone, away from the others, from her own mother - he heard the voices erupt earlier. It's none of his business, and he won't try to make it his.  Nonetheless, he marches across the room, heavily taking the seat next to her - he glances at the curtain of blond hair masking her expression,  but he doesn't say a word.  If she wants to talk, she'll talk. He can do silence. 

It's so annoying right?? Like, the people at my work assumed I'd just left high school when I first started and hah, no. I'm nearly 23 dammit. 

"You didn't see Lincoln   in any of those cages,   did you?" 

 Bellamy really wished he'd been  wrong about Finn, that he could  have spared their princess from   ever seeing the peacemaker like   that. After all, it was his fault for   putting the gun in the other boy's   hands and letting him go off with   Murphy. The rebel had seen how  much Finn had changed and didn't  stop him. This tragedy was on him.