"You should have taken a sleeping draught," Noble chided, even though he didn't get to chide her anymore. He didn't want to go find her mother, though. He was worried that if he found Mrs. Potts, either Daff would pass out again or Mrs. Potts would figure out everything just from looking at how concerned he was.

"I'll take you inside," Noble added. He could handle dropping her off at the Potts home, after all. Noble offered her his arm. "Hold on before we get up."

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