Belle was still half asleep, but she paid attention to the beast's features. Her eyes moved to take in every detail she could see, starting at his eyes, then going to his hair and checking his features before lowering her eyes to his body. The girl's cheeks turned slightly red when she saw he was wearing only pants. It was the least dressed she had ever seen a man in her life. When the beast's hand touched her to remove the hair off her face, he could probably still feel she was warmer than usual, due to the blood having come up to her face.<br/><br/>As the man sat up, Belle did the same. She didn't touch him, but kept her eyes on him and paid attention to what he had to say. With a slight nod, she confirmed she wanted to know why her father had been forced to hand her over. Listening to his words, Belle sighed and nodded. She yawned softly and blushed again. "I'm sorry, sir", she murmured. After a pause, Belle took a deep breath in and let it out on a sigh. "...and you didn't", she completed, after his explanation. "But you barely know me, if at all, sir", she noted softly. After another pause, and with a sad and lonely expression in her eyes, she completed her own thought. "...and dislike me already."