[To Rapunzel's credit, it had been something slowly building with time. Just gentle feelings that slowly bubbled to the surface during their time together. Being brushed off, called her sister, had stung but never terribly.

She'd lost the game before it even began. Or so she thought.]

Heh. I always sort of thought, but...

[She never could have believed. Every time something good happened, something bad would follow; she saved Rapunzel from life as a bird forever, and then Rapunzel burned her hand... But she can't think about that now.

She melts into Rapunzel's hand. They spent so much time around one another, and yet... her touch was different now. Better. Loving.]

It's okay, Raps. Really. You were happy with Eugene, you love each other... I couldn't say anything.

[Why make a awkward caravan ride worse?]