[ His voice is unfamiliar, deeper than any voice she's heard before. But he says her name and really there's only one person other than her mother who should know it. Tentative, Rapunzel inches closer, but still holds her pan at the ready. There's just enough light from the moon for her to bring his face into focus. Her eyes narrow as she studies him. There's definitely something familiar in the unfamiliar man standing before her.
In the end, it's his eye and the casual smile that alights her recognition. She gasps. Pascal too must have come to the same conclusion as he lets out a squeak and turns a friendly shade of orange.
It seems so impossible that of all the times and places she finds him here, but now that she's realized the truth, she can't deny it. ]
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In the end, it's his eye and the casual smile that alights her recognition. She gasps. Pascal too must have come to the same conclusion as he lets out a squeak and turns a friendly shade of orange.
It seems so impossible that of all the times and places she finds him here, but now that she's realized the truth, she can't deny it. ]
Dick? Is that really you?