[The noise caught Rapunzel's attention straightaway, and while she'd been given a weapon, Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, with her essence... It was a frying pan in her bag that she reached for. There had been one in her new home, fortunately. While the young woman could fight with a sword; had some experience there, she was more used to (and more morally comfortable with) a frying pan. Some things just didn't change.]
I know it's dangerous. [She spoke slowly, evaluating the man who'd appeared.] I'm not leaving.
[At least not without a fight, judging by her holding up the pan like she was ready to strike if the wrong move was made...]
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I know it's dangerous. [She spoke slowly, evaluating the man who'd appeared.] I'm not leaving.
[At least not without a fight, judging by her holding up the pan like she was ready to strike if the wrong move was made...]