Uh. Heh. Yeah, I'm... I'm fine, though. Don't worry. [ As if he would. Heavens, this accelerated quickly; honestly she can't quite place her finger on the meaning of "this" within the sentence. Looking around prompts an attempt to move around. Suffice it to say Rapunzel's surprised to find separating from him a little easier than it was before. Did his sword cut through the material after all? ]
Hey, Jaune. I think you actually might have done it... Don't you feel less - constricted?
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Hey, Jaune. I think you actually might have done it... Don't you feel less - constricted?