Bellamy goes to see what all the fuss is about in the forest near the drop ship, his chocolate brown eyes noticed a young woman in her mid early twenties around five foot two with russet elbow length hair. He noticed she wore a pair of army green mid lower thigh high shorts with a light blue short sleeve shirt, she turned around. Bellamy's jaw dropped, she tilted her russet head to the side like a dog would
"Esne bonus?" The young woman asked him in Latin; Bellamy looked at her confused
"Eh, come again? I'm sorry I really don't under" She placed her right hand up to stop him
"It means are you ok?" She told him
"Oh, I see I'm fine" He replied back
"You seem flushed" She admitted upon seeing him blush
"Where are you from?" He asked her now curious about her
"Hmm, the Northern part of the United States"
"I see, aren't you freezing?" He asked as he pointed to her clothing
"No, should I be?" She lightly chuckled
"I'm Bellamy Blake, and you are?"
"Charlie Stine , its' what my friends call me"
"Friends, did you lose them?" Bellamy asked worried
"Something like that?" Charlie admitted
"You're more than welcome to stay at the camp until we find your friends" Bellamy told her
"We?" Charlie requested
"Yes my friends, well I wouldn't call them friends" Charlie eyed the tanned man
"Alright, but no funny business. Bellamy Son of Blake"
"I swear you have my word. . Anyone harms you they'll have to deal with me" Bellamy admitted as he lead her to the camp