[ Believe it or not, Dick senses Rapunzel's hesitation. His expression doesn't really soften, but he attempts a small smile at her kindness. ]
Likewise.
[ It's not like Rapunzel's out here in the wilderness because her life's been any better. ]
There's nothing we can do about it besides do right by the living. Do right by you.
After a night's rest, I promise to get you where you need to be. To something you deserve to see.
[ Dick's attended the lamtern festival before, back when his parents were still alive. To say it was anything short of beautiful would've done it no justice.
To prepare for the night ahead of them, Dick rummages through his backpack of supplies (he's had one this whole time, but simply brought no attention to it). He pulls out a folded cloth that unfurls into a large blanket... something for picnics, probably. Still, Dick spreads it out and lies down, deliberately occupying the edge furthest from the campfire.
Rapunzel, after all, might need the warmth more than he does. ]
It's not bedding or anything, but I hope it serves.
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Likewise.
[ It's not like Rapunzel's out here in the wilderness because her life's been any better. ]
There's nothing we can do about it besides do right by the living. Do right by you.
After a night's rest, I promise to get you where you need to be. To something you deserve to see.
[ Dick's attended the lamtern festival before, back when his parents were still alive. To say it was anything short of beautiful would've done it no justice.
To prepare for the night ahead of them, Dick rummages through his backpack of supplies (he's had one this whole time, but simply brought no attention to it). He pulls out a folded cloth that unfurls into a large blanket... something for picnics, probably. Still, Dick spreads it out and lies down, deliberately occupying the edge furthest from the campfire.
Rapunzel, after all, might need the warmth more than he does. ]
It's not bedding or anything, but I hope it serves.