Beast laid curled up comfortably in front of the door that lead up to the dungeon tower. It was boring and didn't really suit his animalistic nature to just sit here for so long, but his Belle wanted him to keep an on the prisoner, so here he sat. He hadn't been paying much attention to the passing time, and he also ignored it when he spotted Lumiere and Cogsworth peek around the corner at him. He just sat and waited. At some point his Belle would decide what she wanted done with the boy. And if she didn't...well then the Beast would go ahead and do whatever amused him.