I think I was perfectly fine no knowing what happened. I mean, we already knew I'd been shot. I'd already known who shot me too.
You know, it's a damn good thing that this was already taken care of. Because I'm not so sure I could go through the whole bullet near my spine again. There's only so much Jules and my good doctor along with our friends can handle too.
At least we're not our dream selves. So, that's a plus. Bellamy's nothing like DreamBellamy. We're not our dreamselves. And holy hell... I hope dream me survives too. She's not allowed to die.