He liked that she seemed nervous, and not the sort of nervous you got before a battle or before something terrible happened. It was the sort of nervous that girls used to get around him, back on the Ark. It made Bellamy relax even more and the charming smile he first offered shifted into a more natural one.
"Yeah, I've talked to a few people on that thing; I usually stick to my own people though," he shrugged. "I make exceptions sometimes," Bellamy added, tone slightly flirtatious.
His attention shifted to the idea of drinks and Bellamy had to admit that this place did have him a little overwhelmed when it came to options. The only sort of alcohol he really had access to was moonshine made by Monty or someone else from Farm Station. And if it wasn't alcohol, it was water. "I have no idea," he admitted and looked around at what other people were ordering. "I'm not great with all these names. It's a lot to take in," Bellamy agreed. "I usually just pick a color someone else's got and go with that," he said lightly.
"Where I'm from, nothing is even close to this," he commented. "We're always at war and this is just... peaceful."