[ Belle stands up a little straighter, wishing she had something to protect herself, just to be safe. They're not on his ship, here, and there are no loose panels of wood for her to use to get the upper hand, no modern guns for her to use as a bartering tool - she had only herself and her mind (which, admittedly, was more than enough at times). ]

It's not a trick. These people need our help. That's why were were brought here, surely. I know enough about faeries to know they wouldn't lie about that.

[ She takes a moment, pursing her lips, before she relaxes a little. There's no use getting fussy and frustrated with him, that's for sure. ]

I'm not sure. I know Bae is here, but otherwise... I haven't seen anyone else I recognise.