Rapunzel's heart nearly breaks when she looks over in the direction the voice had come from and sees such a small child. She is frightened enough being here. She can't imagine having come here when she was as small as he is... but children are resilient and he seems cheerful enough.

She crouches down, sets her book on the ground, and holds out some of her hair to him. "It takes a lot of practice. You loop it like this," She says, looping and then knotting it so he can see, "And then throw. Do you want to try?"