Belle had known he'd worry. Once she'd mentioned the little blonde witch and her powers. "I don't know. In her world I think it comes from the earth. Its not dark, its something else. I read a book that hypothisised it was already there and all she does is kind of...act as a conduit for it. Maybe more like the fairies than you or...or anyone."
He had of course been responsible for many of the dark magic users of their world. Outside of the fairies Belle didn't know if there was anything else. Nothing she'd seen.
"Oh you've heard of him!" she said excitedly at the mention of Loki. "Yes him, there's a dozen different versions and stories and myths including some very worrying passages about a horse. But he's lovely! He sort of reminded me of you a lot, hard to get to know in the first instance but uncommanly loyal to those you decide are worth your time? I think you'd like him actually. And I know Emmma would welcome your help, she's had a hard time of it, last few months, someone particularly vile in her life. He's gone now but...I think she could do with some focus."
Belle paused for a moment. "Healthy focus. Good focus. Nothing....revengey."
She still on occasion had to specify. In the meantime though she decided she would enjoy tormenting her love with thoughts of charity.
"No favours. They needed help and so I gave help. Because it was the right thing to do." She probably should have been less amused at the look that was a mix between suspiciousness and horror. But she couldn't help it. It was adorable.