It was true, Bellamy wasn't picky. He was just glad to have Octavia around again. For a few days, he could pretend that everything was okay. That things were as they should be. That she didn't hate him. That he hadn't done something stupid like joining with Pike that led to deep grief for the one person who mattered most to him.
"It was, yeah," he said. "I miss her."
He'd never hid that from anyone, but he was pretty sure that Octavia didn't believe it.