[ Pascal, of course, trusts this woman implicitly; she seems sweet and noble like a peach - and she's pretty! Like Rapunzel. So he'll try to be gentle as he's tugging and gnawing at the (gross tasting, yes!!) metallic arm pressing Adelina's into her side.
He manages to get her arm free, at least, but just then the metallic arms seem to wake up. They wind and squeeze, tightening around them again.
where's the lie tho lol
He manages to get her arm free, at least, but just then the metallic arms seem to wake up. They wind and squeeze, tightening around them again.
Rapunzel scoffs. ] At least we were close.