[A quiet little hum, a shade of his usual antics.] Not nearly far enough.
But being in this place, perhaps it's a chance to change that. You're alive here, Belle.
[Bit of a frown, though it twitches across his face, as though anything outside his usual mirth or outright anger is foreign enough that his muscles have nearly forgotten how to make them.] I don't plan to let you slip through my fingers again.
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[A quiet little hum, a shade of his usual antics.] Not nearly far enough.
But being in this place, perhaps it's a chance to change that. You're alive here, Belle.
[Bit of a frown, though it twitches across his face, as though anything outside his usual mirth or outright anger is foreign enough that his muscles have nearly forgotten how to make them.] I don't plan to let you slip through my fingers again.