As she waits for the reply, Rapunzel sets her sketchbook down and chews on her thumbnail. Her phone dings and her expression immediately falls when she reads the message, mouth pressing into a thin line. There's only really one person that he can be referring to.

She's in a tank top, face freshly washed and hair pulled up into a high ponytail, but she hits the button for a video call anyway, staring at her own irritated pout in the reflection of the screen while she waits for him to answer.