She forms the intentions and the will behind Looking Upon The Past, and - sends it, thisaway.
It flows in the door, and away out of sight... and cascades out of a tower window a moment later, spilling around the covering vines.
The spell shows her the Beast as he was, as a human. Tall, handsome, just about her age, with curly brown hair almost the same colour as his mane.
He used to be a very happy person.
"I wish I could draw," she says.
"You laugh, but you were. And tall, and curly brown hair this long -" she gestures - "and smiling. You looked happy."
"Well, you were only about my age, perhaps some of this is natural growth you had left in you," she suggests. "No, I think you'd be this tall now regardless of your previous height."
"Perhaps it would be more convenient if she'd turned you beastly enough to find walking on all fours more comfortable."
"Fair enough. Is it going to be hard, when I've disenchanted the castle, to get used to being - nonbeastly again?"
"You've been human before," she points out. "...I do hope the end result doesn't involve, say, you crumbling to dust on account of being a hundred and seventeen and no longer affected by the curse?"
"If it did," he says, "I'd still like that better than the other option. But I don't think it will."
"What was channeling the spell like?" she asks after a minute.