Bellamy's hands reach out to steady the person he's just bumped into, a little concerned when he realizes she's pretty damn pregnant on top of it.

"I'm fine," he tells her when she cuts herself off, and he glances down at himself to make sure that's the case, because turning his attention back to her. Rather, her hair, mostly. It's one of those reds that Bellamy still can't believe is natural, having seen very little of it on the Ark or on the ground. "You're okay?"