Re: Rooftop floor/R1: 3:00 a.m.
"You smell like roses," he said, as if agreeing. He lifted his head off her lap when she shifted, and rose slowly to his feet when she stood up. He was absolutely huge, even when he seemed thoroughly willing to trot alongside her like an overgrown puppy. "Yes, they are on the balcony. But it is very cold out there. I will go with you," he decided, even as he tipped his head affectionately for more scratches. You have no idea how hard it is to scratch the top of your head when you only have paws. That much mane is itchy.
He padded on silent velvet toward the door and looked over his shoulder at the room. "You are right about the castle. But I like it here. It is very familiar and safe." He sounded fond. Safety was the primary concern in most of the Beast's ongoing conversation.