Hé's exclamation snapped her back to reality, yanking her from her reverie so swiftly it made her hide flicker. "That sounds... lovely," she responded, chords brightening fractionally. Could such a thing really be true? A band of brothers, roaming as the pleased? Her stance shifted, attempting to hide her excitement. Once upon a time, she had been a master of masking emotions; she apparently needed to hone her skills once more.
"Oh," she breathed, partially in response to Hé's words and partially to Lena's joking tone. The light in her eyes withered, now feeling foolish for allowing herself even the small joy of imagining life with the Unbound, as they drug from Hé's jaw to Lena's breast. Bellisma had not realized the question had previously been aimed towards her.; it had been her natural assumption - as it always was - that others could converse about her without ever bringing her into the fold. That she had been incorrect now was... Peculiar. Confusing. "So you gather?" she tried, swallowing a moment later as her mind caught up with her. What kind of question was that? Bellisma knew what this place was, and who wandered it: those wishing to find, and those wishing to be found. Her muzzle twitched at the unpleasant reminder that she had thrown herself into the latter category; had she not been plenty happy on her own?
Nerves igniting, her viridescent gaze flicked back to Hé - but her aim was not true, and instead of returning to the bulk of his ramus she, very briefly, met eyes nearly the shade of night. Her chest expanded with a nervous breath, lids widening fractionally at the error before she forced her scrutiny to the soil between her hooves.