Belle allowed Erik to pull her closer. She did lay on him, but carefully, since she didn't want to hurt him any more than he already was. When he kissed her cheeks, the taste of tears could still be felt there. She shed a couple more, but tried to control herself. One of her hands brushed some hair away from Erik's face, and she took a deep breath. Her face was blushing as he continued his kisses, and she took a deep breath. It felt good, but she was unsure of her feelings as of now. And he wasn't in the best conditions to decide what he wanted either.<br/><br/>"Erik...", she called softly. "You must rest. I will be here while you do." Looking by the door, she remembered the stew. "You should eat a little. You lost a lot of blood, and need to regain your strenght. Do you want me to help you?"