Belle was so looking forward to going camping. It was more the prospect of getting to spend so much time outside, than spending time with anyone in particular. She still hadn't succeeded in making any really close friends in the village. Po was there, of course, but she was older now, and Belle wasn't sure how that changed their relationship.
She was ready earlier, and sauntered out of the castle with a bag packed, only to see the girl sitting morosely against one of the pillars. She hesitated. "Um... you all right?" she asked, gently.