Gold's back is to her fortunately for them both when she arrives, so he doesn't see the position she arrives in, nor the dagger she's holding before her right off. Instead it's hearing that particular nickname from behind him, the pain in that voice that sets the alarm bells off in his head and has him turning to face her.

He would have gone immediately to her side to offer comfort and answers, except for one small detail. He saw what she held and that coupled with her second question caused he pause. A moment after his hesitation, he rebuked himself for thinking such negative thoughts about Belle, even if she was holding his dagger. There had to be a reason for her having it. No doubt a perfectly good one. He knew she'd find the thought of controlling him with it to be repulsive, thus he didn't have anything really to worry about.

He closed the distance between them carefully none the less. Voice cautious as he spoke. "Belle? It's alright. You're on what they call a 'star ship'." It might be a bad idea, but he's reaching to try and lay a comforting hand over one of her shoulders.