Vadim hesitated on the doorstep. He too did not wish to rush off entirely. He did not intend to stay either, just say a long good bye. It was a strange thought considering he kept vacillating between wanting to steal Belle away and turning his nose in disgust at her youth. He lowered her hand, but did not drop it after his kiss. Faintly, he kept hold of her fingers with a softness that he didn't notice and certainly wouldn't recognize in himself if he did. "Isn't it enough that you will be with me in three years time?" he asked, making sure to keep his princely tone intact. The smile he flashed though didn't quite reach his eyes. "I don't need you to know everything, anyway. I just need you to know who you will belong to."