[ Rapunzel looks away from the suit as Dick tells his story. She hadn't expected him to tell her something so intimate when she asked about the letter. It's obvious though that his strange vocation went a lot deeper than just trying to do some good in the world.
She studies him, her eyes bright. She reaches out and places a hand on Dick's arm. It's a small, silly gesture for something that happened, she didn't know how long ago. But instinct tells her to comfort him in some way. They're still close to strangers, but he's already done so much for her. Shouldn't she be able to do something for him? ]
I'm so sorry. [ Dick cracks a joke, but Rapunzel can't help but think that there's a deeper hurt that he's holding back. ]
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She studies him, her eyes bright. She reaches out and places a hand on Dick's arm. It's a small, silly gesture for something that happened, she didn't know how long ago. But instinct tells her to comfort him in some way. They're still close to strangers, but he's already done so much for her. Shouldn't she be able to do something for him? ]
I'm so sorry. [ Dick cracks a joke, but Rapunzel can't help but think that there's a deeper hurt that he's holding back. ]
You must miss him.