What all of that comes down to is influence by wealth, which is something Bellamy has observed, if not been swayed by. Or had any means to exercise that kind of influence, for that matter.

What the lady's long explanation comes down to is very brisk and delivered in the same tone as the rest of it, so much so that he nearly misses it. What?

"We?" he repeats. Returns her look, though his is much less appraising, more like defiant prey in the face of a predator. "I'm here to escort you. That's all."

And, also: "What's wrong with my armor?"