[ If anything this - his warmth, which, unlike hers, comes from a power completely aside from magic - serves only to increase the ache in her chest. She won't let herself cry or show anything other than frustration through her bitten lip, but Rapunzel does curl slightly towards him. Fuck it. ]

I don't want that. I'm - I'm tired of being the one people worry about and have to protect! Even out there, do you know what I did? I was invincible, Merlin, and I still messed things up for people.

Without Pascal, I probably would've let you die. [ And this, she knows, is going to sound so silly and shounen but-- ]

...I want to be stronger.

[ ...Thoooough maybe not: ]

I am stronger. If you're crazy then I am just as crazy as you.