Stella paused halfway up the staircase and looked back at them, giving them a smile that said 'dont worry'. "He needs help..I dont know what i can do...but i want to try to help him..Can i have a different room? My door seems to be missing," she said with a gentle smile, not blaming Claude for any of it. Turning, she continued up the stairs but didnt had for the north wing. Instead, she went straight for her old room and grabbed the large blanket off her bed. Walking back to the north wing, she paused at the two open doors. A shiver running down her spine from the cold air drifting out of the wing.<br/><br/>Taking in a deep, shaky breath before she stepped into the forbidden north wing. Slowly walking towards the bedroom at the end of the hallway, the fear from earlier threatened to consume her as she looked around at the wreckage. It was worse than the rest of the house with broken statues scattered about the floor and paintings ripped in two. Claw marks scoring the walls and dents left behind from where things were obviously thrown around. Stopping at the entrance to the bedroom, she only just peeked in. Barely containing a gasp as she saw the totally obliterated room. Her eyes came to rest on the four post bed, that was hardly acceptable to be sleeping in but Claude, or the beast part of him, was. Shakily taking a step inside, she mad eher steps slow and silent as she walked over to the bed. Barely containing herself as she started to feel the overwhelming feeling of fear, she threw the blanket on top of him as carefully as possible. Trying her best not to alarm him as she fixed it slowly so that it covered him, looking up as she felt an icy breeze blow through the room. Finding the source of the coldness, she moved away from the bed and over what used to be, glass doors. It led to a balcony and she took one glance over her shoulder before stepping out onto the balcony.