Once he says he'll be right back she relaxes, taking in the sights around her. This . . .space ship, whatever it is, is so much different than where she was standing last. At least this version of Henry managed to distract her from self destructive thoughts. She perks back up a little when he enters with the book. It's all too familiar even though, as she recalls, she has only seen it a few times sparingly.
"How about we start from the beginning?" She scoots forward on the couch, tempted to reach out for the book but. . .she better not. It is his. They've already had one instance of aggression over an item.
"It might be easier if you tell me what you're wanting to learn. I have lots of stories to choose from." Belle taps at her chin. "But, I guess, most of them are about everyone else in the town. Regina, Mary Margaret, Emma. . ."
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"How about we start from the beginning?" She scoots forward on the couch, tempted to reach out for the book but. . .she better not. It is his. They've already had one instance of aggression over an item.
"It might be easier if you tell me what you're wanting to learn. I have lots of stories to choose from." Belle taps at her chin. "But, I guess, most of them are about everyone else in the town. Regina, Mary Margaret, Emma. . ."