"No!" She thrashes about, and shoves Emma away from her. "Don't touch me!" She didn't know what to think of Emma in her personal space but she knew he wasn't prepared to have anyone near her yet. The fact that she tried to grab for the dagger made Belle even more frantic. While her reflection had told her it was a fake, Belle clung to it as if it were a life line. No one would take this item from her if it was the last thing she could make sure of. She would not let herself be that weak. Hurting Rumpel by using it in the first place was enough.

"Don't." She breathed out, feeling across the wall as she did to see if there was somewhere she could go. Belle head the dagger close to her heart, a death grip on the handle. "Emma, I don't know what you want but stay back."