Belle looked around the table, waiting for some signal to begin. This was the first formal dinner since everything had changed. Adam seemed to also be waiting. He clearly wanted to be on his best behavior, but was, perhaps forgetting that he was, in fact, the one everyone was waiting on. There was a balance to all of this. Too much, and it would be seen as aggressive and overbearing, too little, and he would be lacking in the expected leadership.
Belle caught his eye, raising an eyebrow. He looked briefly confused, then understood.
"Ah, yes," Adam said. "Let's eat!'