It isn't that Belle had any uncertainty of where she's going, really, but the whole thing. The darkness. The lack of power, albeit temporarily - it unsettles her. There are places to go, no doubt. Places she needs to be to help, whether it's the clinic or the Department or -
Rumple's here, now. Is he alright? She bites her lip and wonders when she hears an invitation to sit down.
"I was just -" she points in a general, vague direction that she was walking, but when she recognizes the girl from the observatory, she takes a step toward her. "Um. Sure." And she plops down next to her, folding her legs under her and noticing the paper. "What is it you're doing?"
b ; /cha cha slides in late
It isn't that Belle had any uncertainty of where she's going, really, but the whole thing. The darkness. The lack of power, albeit temporarily - it unsettles her. There are places to go, no doubt. Places she needs to be to help, whether it's the clinic or the Department or -
Rumple's here, now. Is he alright? She bites her lip and wonders when she hears an invitation to sit down.
"I was just -" she points in a general, vague direction that she was walking, but when she recognizes the girl from the observatory, she takes a step toward her. "Um. Sure." And she plops down next to her, folding her legs under her and noticing the paper. "What is it you're doing?"