Belle felt even sadder when Erik simply went away. After taking a deep breath, the girl shook her head and went to her room as well. Closing the drapes one more time, she closed the door and sat on the bed. From there, she could see only the window, and she knew the window would allow her to see the forest. But she didn't want to see the forest. She wanted to go home to father. But that was exactly what she could not do. With another sigh, Belle laid on her bed and buried her face in the pillow.<br/><br/>She lifted her head from it after she heard to roar coming from Erik's room. Standing up, Belle walked to the door and opened just a crack. She would stand there, listening, until she heard footsteps coming from Erik's room. Only then she would peek outside. "Jaques", she called, softly. She wasn't even sure what she would say. It was just an irrational need to talk to someone, anyone. "Would you be kind enough to bring my sewing basket from the library, and put out the fire there?". She looked around her room, a sad look on her face. Despite the fact that she knew he probably knew what had happened, Belle still felt the need to give an excuse. "I... I feel like resting for a while. I will continue my work here afterwards."