Gerard held her tight, his ski prickling at the feeling of that massive creature just behind him. He didn't want to let go, he HAD to bring her back. But it appeared Belle had other plans. "Belle, I can't leave you... I've been worried sick!" He held her hands back, tightly. He could see the pain in her eyes, but he didn't understand. Why was she forcing herself to stay with this horrendous beast?<br/><br/>Erik watched, eyes narrow. It would have made him glad to know she chose him over her own father, but right now, he was angry. Angry at the man before him for trespassing on his property to steal her away. Even if he was her father. He glanced away when he heard her words. She was so sad, so desperate to keep her father safe, it hurt. In a somewhat quieter voice, he grumbled, "Leave." and pointed to the door. Gerard gave Belle one last sad look before exiting the castle, shutting the huge door behind him. Erik was working his knuckles irritatedly, his fingers moving like he could tear a throat out. And he certainly felt like doing so.