[Bellamy is lucky that he's facing John and Sara, because he can't help the way he rolls his eyes.
He turns back to the group at large, his arms disappearing again.] Yeah, seriously, [he drawls, unable to help himself from ribbing at least a little bit.] Why can't he see that all eight of us can repopulate the entire surface with our beautiful and wholesome genetics?
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He turns back to the group at large, his arms disappearing again.] Yeah, seriously, [he drawls, unable to help himself from ribbing at least a little bit.] Why can't he see that all eight of us can repopulate the entire surface with our beautiful and wholesome genetics?