[Bellamy steps forward, his face schooled into careful calm. She's being casual about this, and he's going to match her, even as he reaches out to touch her shoulder. If this works—and it should—he's going to see her again in a couple of minutes anyway. This is just a cruel test, and nothing else. Somehow, that doesn't make it much easier.]
Hey. Don't worry. I'll do this the way we talked about.
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Hey. Don't worry. I'll do this the way we talked about.