Belle noticed Jaques was tired. She could only imagine what he had been through in Erik's room, judging by the mood he was in when he left her alone. With a sigh, she waited for him to return with the basket. "Thank you, Jaques." She let out a sigh at the servant's words. It wasn't a very good way to get her to like him, was it? Yelling at her, keeping her in there, and scaring her father away.<br/><br/>"I am trying, Jaques". Belle's voice sounded tired and sad. "I try to be kind to him, and not to upset him, but..." She let out a sigh and tried not to start crying. "It doesn't matter, really. I will leave him alone until he has calmed down. I don't believe there is anything I can do." With a look at the clock on the wall, she sighed yet again. "I would like to be left alone myself for a few hours, if it's not a problem."