Shutting the door, Bellamy took in a breath. Something about this seemed like giving up on going home. But he couldn't think of it that way. This was to help them while they were here. It was obvious Bellamy hadn't done anything other than exist in this house the Naboo had given him. He tried not to spend too much time here in general, especially after Octavia vanished. What sleep he had was fitful at best and Bellamy realized he didn't really like being completely alone in a building. It reminded him of that year after his mother had been floated and Octavia locked away.
Glasya smiled and Bellamy matched it, relieved that Issan must have said enough in his defense that Glasya thought enough of him to come all the way here. "It's good to meet you too," he nodded and extended his hand to the older man. "I'm glad she ran into me. She said if anyone could help, it'd be you." He felt like he was being inspected for the Guard all over again, and so Bellamy kept his shoulders back and tried to keep an air of responsible confidence. He wanted this to work. Issan said he would have to make a convincing argument and Bellamy was ready to do so.
"I've only been here for a little over a month. The whole Force thing is new to me."