Angry, because it was better to be angry than to be afraid.
<nods>
see Rumplestiltskin remember how to smile when he looked at her.
Awww!
And like uncounted times in Regina’s cell, her hope was disappointed.
The woman muttered angry questions and dark imprecations, sounding not unlike Rumplestiltskin in one of his more annoyed moods,
Belle, meet Mad Dog Lane.
If Rumplestiltskin caught sight of the red ring surrounding her wrist, Storybrooke would be lucky to emerge with just a street or two unscathed.
Too true!
He shot a look to Lois over his shoulder, and she nodded and stepped up close to Belle, her dark eyes demanding Belle’s full attention.
Always covering for him.
Clark’s smile was caught between relief and joy, disbelief and awe
Ah, love that smile of his.
It was Rumplestiltskin’s smile, the one he gave her when she took his hand or stepped into his embrace or told him she loved him.
Awww! And now I'm sitting in my den, grinning like an idiot.
Hercules had not always been easy with his godlike powers, either, if Belle remembered correctly.
Hehehe!
If she was careful. If she was slow, cautious, smart.
Check on all of those. You're good to go, Belle.
She knew that he would look at strangers in his way and see only an obstacle to be removed; he would look at strangers with a dangerous secret and see opportunities to be found and weaknesses to be taken advantage of.
True.
“I don’t know what you think you saw,” Lois said boldly,
A for effort, Lois.
and his high-pitched giggles
These make my husband and me laugh every time!
It appears I can’t escape exceptionally strong knights in shining armor no matter how many worlds I visit…*Superman*.
It does make me wonder, though…just how much would a man give in order to keep his secret safe from others who *don't* possess the advantage of extraordinary hearing?
Do I smell a Rumple deal?
“Enough!” Rumple snapped, and there was more than fear in his voice--there was sheer terror.
Ooooh!
Rumplestiltskin never lied, not outright, not without the use of half-truths and misdirections
<also points to Clark>
I don’t see any fur and claws,” she added cuttingly, “but I think I could guess who the beast is.
I love you, Lois.
It was the Dark One, now, stalking toward Clark,
Not good, Clark.
There was no way, she thought with a sinking heart, that even *she* would be able to stop Rumplestiltskin now.
Wait, what? You stopped here?!?! How evil!
Belle whispered to Gold that Clark broke her chain, so that combined with whatever his own theories were after looking up Clark Kent and Lois Lane led him to the Secret -- he's a pretty smart guy, after all!
