Belle took a deep breath. She still felt a little shy after Jaques having entered the room and caught them both in what seemed like a very intimate position, lying side by side on her bed. Erik's words about Jaques wanting to see how he was progressing made her blush again and take a deep breath. Despite the fact that she was still flushed, Belle smiled softly when Erik covered his face with the pillow.<br/><br/>She was about to say something when he lifted his head. Seeing his eyes getting bigger and seeing the daylight starting to creep into the night sky, she knew what was about to happen. Staying still, she allowed him to crawl over her and didn't say a word when he accidentally knocked off the table with the tea tray. It didn't matter, it could be taken care of later. What mattered was her concern about Erik when he slammed the door shut.<br/><br/>Stepping by the door without opening it, Belle spoke softly, not sure his pain would allow him to hear her, or actually listen. "Erik...?", she called softly. "I... can I do anything to help?". Belle's voice was filled with sympathy and compassion, and her hands now laid on the door. After a second of hesitation, she opened it, bracing herself to see what she knew she would, since she had already watched his transformation last morning. She would stay silent until he was back to the beast form, and then hold out her hand, touching his arm. She could feel the strength in his muscles, and also that he was shivering a little. No words came out of her lips. There was nothing she could say at the moment that seemed even a little helpful. So, she decided being there was all she could do at the moment.