[ Rapunzel's not entirely, consciously, sure why such awful treatment doesn't come as a surprise her. There's a distant sour quality to her stomach now and her head feels a bit light, but that's nothing to what Lili must be feeling. What must that be like? Being held against your will like that while others control what you get and when. If. Helpless, completely and utterly. With no end or no change in sight.

She steps away from the table. ] Lili. Look, I'm... I don't know how to do this kind of thing either. Talking. Being with people who... who aren't trying to hurt you. You don't have to talk to me and - you definitely, definitely don't need to talk to me about this. But– [ and here she'll offer a smile ]

But I'm here. And so are you. You're alive. Still. That... makes you strong. So even if we're forced to do things like this against our will? We'll be better for it because we've been through worse. –You've been through worse. Right?