Seeing Belle uneasy did nothing to calm Beast's worrying. But...her father was in danger. Of course she would be anxious. He rubbed at the fur on his collar, and looked at the pavement next to her.

"I...only had one person say that to me." That was as close as he could come to expressing sympathy. He just...didn't know what it was like. Nervous hesitation took hold, just briefly, but he went on. "If there's anything I can do to help, please...just tell me."

The rose wasn't going to last forever. And Beast wasn't going to waste his second chance. She had taught him so many things...and he was going to make sure that she could see just how he'd learned from her. Even if...she couldn't even remember how it had all happened.