Orion looked up when Belle's response was muffled by something, and he tried to surpress a smile when he saw she was all tangled up. He set his broom down on the grass quickly and walked over to her. "Here, let me help," he offered. He took a few moments to figure out why and how she was stuck, then he carefully untangled her hair from the strange attachment on her top before lifting up the front of her jumper that was covering her face. "All better," he promised, a grin on his lips.