[ For a long time Rapunzel doesn't move at all, seemingly comfortable with sitting and watching the unconscious Merlin before her. Pascal - the sharp and lovely colour of mustard now - reappears on top of her head and whistles loudly. ]
...Yes. And he said I was his friend too. Do you think that will make "her" happy?
[ She touches Merlin's cheek with the back of her hand, brushing knuckles up and over his forehead before pausing to consider how his skin feels against hers. How fast do his wounds heal? Does he get sick? Feel the cold? The heat?
If they were to stay here for the next one thousand years without interruption then would those years pass with neither of them having truly aged a day? ]
Not so easy to kill?
...What a strange thing to say.
[ Regardless of whether those words imply the immortality she strongly suspects they do or not, Rapunzel moves her hair like a blanket over Merlin's torso and closes her eyes, summoning power as she summons the words to her Healing Incantation without even needing to think. ]
Heal what has been hurt, change the fate's design. Save what has been lost bring back what once was mine.
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...Yes. And he said I was his friend too. Do you think that will make "her" happy?
[ She touches Merlin's cheek with the back of her hand, brushing knuckles up and over his forehead before pausing to consider how his skin feels against hers. How fast do his wounds heal? Does he get sick? Feel the cold? The heat?
If they were to stay here for the next one thousand years without interruption then would those years pass with neither of them having truly aged a day? ]
Not so easy to kill?
...What a strange thing to say.
[ Regardless of whether those words imply the immortality she strongly suspects they do or not, Rapunzel moves her hair like a blanket over Merlin's torso and closes her eyes, summoning power as she summons the words to her Healing Incantation without even needing to think. ]
Heal what has been hurt,
change the fate's design.
Save what has been lost
bring back what once was mine.
[ What a fucking day. ]