Belle studies. She really doesn't get as lonely as Beast - and maybe he and Chelise can fall in love if she stays out of their way, and then the curse will break and Belle can ransack the library and go home, that would be fine. She works.
"What do you want me to do about it?" sighs Belle, marking her spot in the book and closing it.
"Do you really think I ought to be spending time on that when there's so much magic to learn? I suppose I can talk to her when I need a break, but as far as I can tell her only characteristic is that she wants to be liked."
"If it takes you time, then no," he says. "I think you should spend exactly as much time on it as you want to."
It's only a few minutes before Chelise can be observed peeping around the edge of the library door.
Chelise takes in the scene, then sniffs once and turns to run from the library.
Chelise is curled up in a ball in the window seat in her room. She may or may not be crying.
"Does she like anybody? She can't even like you that much, if she won't talk to me even a little if you asked her..."
"She likes me fine," says the Beast. "She is learning magic so she can help me. And she would rather you avoid each other than that she take time away from that to get to know you."