Belle kept Erik's head pressed against his chest. Her eyes seemed sad and scared as he brushed her tears away. "It's not okay. I gave my word." She took a deep breath. "And now you are hurt, and it is also my fault."<br/><br/>As he lifted himself up, Belle kept her eyes on him, fearing he might be too hurt to do even that. When Erik told her to get on his back, Belle hesitated a little. Looking back, she decided after being so stupid, she might as well do as she was told. Getting on his back, she wrapped her arms around his neck. She could feel the warm blood on his shoulder as they went back to the castle, and it made her feel even guiltier.<br/><br/>As soon as they entered the castle, Belle jumped off Erik's back and took it on herself to close the doors. As she did so, she looked back at him, that meek expression in her eyes. "Please let me tend to your wounds. It is my fault you got them, after all."