His soft lips touch her forehead and Rapunzel relaxes against him, sighing happily and closing her eyes. It feels so much better, reminds her that he likes her because of who she is, not what she can do.

Keys teases her and she opens her eyes to tip her head back and smile up at him, nose scrunching slightly.

"Thank you, sir," she tells him, squeezing his hand. "And I think-- well, I think that we just need to be kind to ourselves with this. Ourselves and each other."