"I didn't ask them," says Belle, "but then, if I'd stumbled out of the wood instead of getting stuck here, and someone from Dulac or wherever I wandered to asked me 'are you by chance the type to fall in love with an enormous lion-man', I would have believed myself to be conversing with the village idiot."
...And then she looks up that seeing-things-as-their-true-form spell, the one she originally set aside in favor of seeing-the-past.
Maybe there is a way to just leave it on.
But there's a cross-reference to another spell, and that one lets the caster choose a kind of spell-sight to keep ready at all times, to be triggered merely by applying one's Will in the appropriate direction, without the pain or fuss of a full recasting.
It takes significantly more power than any of the cross-referenced vision spells, including 'To See True Form or Nature', and then of course needs the power requirements of the encapsulated spell on top of its own. The complexity of casting is likewise a significant step up.
And she looks at her disenchantment curriculum.
It will take her a few days to learn the spellsight permanence.
It will take her - longer - to learn the disenchantment. Longer to do it without tearing herself apart even if Beast lets her channel the whole thing through him.
She frowns at her curriculum and starts jotting down optimistic periods of time it might take to learn each substep.
She adds up the column of figures.
It's as optimistic as she can possibly be, in reality she'd probably have to detour to pick up something she forgot to include, and she could still get herself killed.
"We could," she says, "I suppose, always try doing it her way."
"I'm the type to spend a week on learning to apply this sort of spell-sight," she says, tapping the book, "if that's the best thing to do. I really don't know about the lion-man part, but I don't think so."
"I have never been in love before. I don't know if it's difficult, but it might easily take less than a year and a half."
"Oh, before - this," he says, "I used to fall in love at a glance or a word. It all seems very far away now. But it felt... beautiful, at the time."
"If I were the type to do that I suspect I'd know it by now." She turns a page in her notebook and begins laying out all the steps for permanent truesight. "I have already glanced at you and spoken, so perhaps I'm not so easy to love as you suggest. Or you've lost that particular facility."
"What makes it the right one?" (Note, note, note. He did have a very lovely smile, but while that would certainly help, she can't imagine falling quite in love simply by having it turned on her.)
"Yes, I mean, did this happen according to any special pattern?"
Note note note.
"What's being in love like?"
"Sad," he says. "But in a good way. And it must be less sad, if the person you love also loves you."
"Even if I never see them again - and I mostly didn't - and even if they're all dead now, which they must be, they lived once and I saw them once and loved them once and it was beautiful while it lasted."
Notes. Notes.
"Of course, if this works, as well as it needs to, you wouldn't never see me again."
"Yes," he says. "If this works, it will mean you love me, and that will be very different."