Bella had be in her own world as the others left. Looking over her somewhat new sword and trying to remember how to use one. Soon her thoughts were derailed as Damien spoke. "Yea...sure." She locked the door before coming to sit close to him. Just looking at him made her feel guilty again, but she wouldn't say sorry again. Maybe with that sword she could be of help now. That is, if she could control her squealing. Eariler, she couldn't even stop herself from laughing at the frozen zombies. That alone made her start to giggle again before she just cracked up laughing all together.