"Well, if neither of us have a date, we can go together?" he says. As soon as it's out of his mouth, he wonders if he's misspoken, when she just mentioned her ex, who hasn't even been gone for a year. He reaches for his glass again, taking a sip. He likes Rapunzel, already likes spending time with her, but how much of that is the loneliness of being dropped a world away from anything he's ever known?