Since her talk with Soma in the morning, Rapunzel had been afraid this moment might come. Even as she distracted herself with other things, there was a tightness knotting up inside her stomach. Even as she assured herself that she would be prepared if it happened, the feeling wouldn't pass. And now, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder, and the
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And that really was the crux of the thing, wasn't it? For as it turned out, no amount of mental preparation was enough to prepare Rapunzel for actually seeing the man she had been half-expecting to see walking through that door. Her heart leapt, partly in elation, partly in panic. He was dressed differently, and he seemed a bit uncertain. But his face, his hands, his beard - it was all the same as she had last seen it. Rapunzel was stuck between leaping out of her seat to throw her arms around Eugene, and holding herself in the seat like her hands were made of glue.
After a few moments of decidedly awkward tension, the former won out.
Her arms were around him near-instantly. "Eugene!" she cried out ( ... )
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"Still going with the whole Rapunzel thing, huh?" he said quietly, his hands still on her shoulders. He brushed a strand of hair from in front of her eyes, trying not to let the whole situation sting him. He gave her a half-smile. "Guess I should've known. Your hair has gotten so long. Not that it doesn't look good long."
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Her front teeth shifted over the inside of her lip again, this time biting back the beginning of tears. She wasn't going to cry. She couldn't. He hadn't even been here for two minutes yet.
The contortion of her face as she fought the lead weight in her chest and throat, however, said otherwise.
Rapunzel let her forehead sink down on Eugene's chest. Hearing that even his memory of the floating lights was tainted just made everything worse. "How could you let them do this to you?" she said quietly against him, a shudder wracking her body. "You don't remember anything, do you?"
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