Belle smiles warmly, forgetting everything that was going on around her. "I was so worried, too. I didn't want to..." She whispers, leaning forward shyly and placing her forehead against Ramia's as her arms slide around her neck. "I didn't want to leave you." She whispers again, including the part she was shy about saying. To Belle, Ramia was amazing, pretty and sweet. A heavy blush on her face, she awaited a reply from Ramia.