Her expectations had admittedly been a little muddled, what with the white horse and the sword and the lighthouse. She's not really certain how this is supposed to go. However she would've at least thought that he would be happy to see her. Hell, that he would talk to her from up in his lighthouse prison. Tell her what happened. Something.
It occurs to her that he might not be trapped there. She frowns for a moment as she considers it. He has to be, right? That seems to fit with the story, with whatever narrative is at hand. He has to be trapped otherwise it's really hard to rescue him.
"Bellamy!" she tries again, this time with vigor, pulling the sword from its scabard to point up at the top. She's a little pissed off and there might be danger. "Bellamy, are you okay? Do I have to ask you to let down your hair?"
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Her expectations had admittedly been a little muddled, what with the white horse and the sword and the lighthouse. She's not really certain how this is supposed to go. However she would've at least thought that he would be happy to see her. Hell, that he would talk to her from up in his lighthouse prison. Tell her what happened. Something.
It occurs to her that he might not be trapped there. She frowns for a moment as she considers it. He has to be, right? That seems to fit with the story, with whatever narrative is at hand. He has to be trapped otherwise it's really hard to rescue him.
"Bellamy!" she tries again, this time with vigor, pulling the sword from its scabard to point up at the top. She's a little pissed off and there might be danger. "Bellamy, are you okay? Do I have to ask you to let down your hair?"