[Bellamy might be doing a better job at hiding it, but there's an unsteadiness to his voice. Most people wouldn't pick up on it, but Murphy certainly will.]
Some kind of alternate reality.
[That's the consensus he's seen, anyway, but he's still reeling. It's hard to wrap his mind around it, and so he doesn't even bother. He pulls himself up onto the bed beside Murphy and wraps his arms around him, burying his face in Murphy's shoulder. He doesn't have any comforting words to offer, or any explanations that will make it better. He just wants to take a second, ground himself in the fact that Murphy is here.]
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[Bellamy might be doing a better job at hiding it, but there's an unsteadiness to his voice. Most people wouldn't pick up on it, but Murphy certainly will.]
Some kind of alternate reality.
[That's the consensus he's seen, anyway, but he's still reeling. It's hard to wrap his mind around it, and so he doesn't even bother. He pulls himself up onto the bed beside Murphy and wraps his arms around him, burying his face in Murphy's shoulder. He doesn't have any comforting words to offer, or any explanations that will make it better. He just wants to take a second, ground himself in the fact that Murphy is here.]