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Belle has her nose stuck in a book (iwantsomuchmore) wrote in wariscoming,

Maine. That was where Storybrooke was if Belle was recalling things correctly. Which just seemed to solidify the theory that she had already made that she was from there. Oh anyone could be from Maine, but again, it went back to the fact that she looked familiar to the teen who didn't know who actors were because she preferred books. So Belle would keep going on her hunch that the woman was from the world of the fairytale characters stuck in the real world, a curse. To the people related to them.

She seemed relieved in a way, even though it wasn't where she was supposed to be. Like this made sense in a way. Well, what Belle was about to tell her really wasn't going to go over well. She might not know who she was dealing with, and while Henry and Enjolras had handled it well, taking it as much in stride as possible, well, she knew that wasn't always the case. It was always going to be difficult to explain this place, but she would do what she could like she always did. While making sure to get the information she needed. The familiarity was unsettling to Belle. Snow White had shown up. Red Ridinghood was here as was Belle and there weren't that many brunettes in it Henry's book of fairytales.

"I... I'm sorry, getting back to Maine is not really an option. You were brought here by one of the Seals of Hell..."

And time to appear crazy but well, there wasn't really much that could be done. Usually if people were used to magic they clearly weren't from here and those who weren't could usually soon realize that this made no sense, there was no other way.