[ She manages, with some hurried fumbling, to fashion a sort of back sling out of her hair. And as mindfully as possible she carries the unconscious man into the basement and from there in through the secret entrance to the tower on the manse where she'd woken for the first time in the 21st century. So far as Rapunzel was aware no one of the staff knew about it, only she and Gothel, and they only made use of it rarely these days, Gothel preferring the more spacious comfort of her own room when she needed the work of the spell. Perfect, now, because it gave Rapunzel somewhere private to bring the young man to heal his wounds without alerting or alarming said staff.
She manages to half settle, half dump him into the bed there, where she promptly feels her legs turn to jello and give out. As she takes a second to recover her hands push aside her own hair to look for the wound, and she tries to talk him around. ]
Hey, hey! Whoever you are, stay with me! You're gonna be alright, I promise.
[ Green eyes keep darting frantically between his face and her search as she says it. If- or when he finally comes around again he'll notice that she's starting to pile hair onto the wounded area.
You know, normal first aid procedure. 100% sanitary. ]
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She manages to half settle, half dump him into the bed there, where she promptly feels her legs turn to jello and give out. As she takes a second to recover her hands push aside her own hair to look for the wound, and she tries to talk him around. ]
Hey, hey! Whoever you are, stay with me! You're gonna be alright, I promise.
[ Green eyes keep darting frantically between his face and her search as she says it. If- or when he finally comes around again he'll notice that she's starting to pile hair onto the wounded area.
You know, normal first aid procedure. 100% sanitary. ]