[Fortunately for Bellamy, Regan hasn't arrived yet, or else the chances of him being shot on sight would have risen exponentially. Instead, there's just Carrington in his dingy white lab coat, the pipe gun he'd carried with him for the journey left in his room. It's not that he trusts his old brothers-in-arms to not kill him, it's that if they decided to he'd be doomed and his tiny pistol wouldn't help him any.
He walks into the central command center from the room next door at the sound of someone's voice.]
Be grateful you didn't arrive last night.
Which one are you? [It was easier to remember who everyone was when they all had uniforms with name tags on them. Annoying to have to actually learn people's faces. It took him a little while to get the hang of it after they'd all scattered across the Commonwealth, so even if he could see the person's face he probably wouldn't have been able to match it to a name.]
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He walks into the central command center from the room next door at the sound of someone's voice.]
Be grateful you didn't arrive last night.
Which one are you? [It was easier to remember who everyone was when they all had uniforms with name tags on them. Annoying to have to actually learn people's faces. It took him a little while to get the hang of it after they'd all scattered across the Commonwealth, so even if he could see the person's face he probably wouldn't have been able to match it to a name.]