[Bellamy's gaze shifts back to the city lights as he mulls it over. It's really not the wildest thing he's ever heard. The only other explanation he's seen thrown around is that they were dragged here and made gods somehow.]
I don't even know how we'd prove or disprove it.
[Or what that would mean for them. He's very carefully not considering the nitty gritty details or their implications.]
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I don't even know how we'd prove or disprove it.
[Or what that would mean for them. He's very carefully not considering the nitty gritty details or their implications.]
I wish we had Raven.