doesnt-ring-a-belle:

“He needs that shawl to find his son.”

Can we just talk about what a bad-ass motherfucker Belle is in this scene? Like she seriously couldn’t give a shit less that he’s pointing a weapon right at her face, she doesn’t even gulp or hesitate or show even the remotest sign of fear in her eyes. She’s fucking smiling when she tells him point blank she isn’t afraid of him, and then she gets serious and makes it plain she isn’t leaving without her man’s shawl. Belle girl, you don’t have to wish for bravery, you’re the epitome of bravery. If Storybrooke were Hogwarts you would be fucking head of Gryffindor House and all the students would go on about how you’re the bravest professor they ever knew. Fact.