Eighteen. --Shoot, I mean - [ She sighs, mixing one lace up for another, and quickly begins to correct the mistake. ] Seventeen. And... well, Pascal is my friend.
[ Pascal, right on cue, pops out from a particularly thick section of hair at Rapunzel's neck, not quite waving at Rei but nodding evenly and politely.
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[ Pascal, right on cue, pops out from a particularly thick section of hair at Rapunzel's neck, not quite waving at Rei but nodding evenly and politely.
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