[Rapunzel opens her mouth, but pauses before she speaks, letting out only a soft static.
Looking down, she can see her arms and legs and the rest of her body. Her clothes are dirty from captivity and the chaos of their escape, but she doesn't seem to be injured in some terrible way. Aside from... well.
Well.
She can't see it, but she can feel the ache in her throat. It's not gushing blood, at least, so she's not panicking, but she's really not sure how to answer that when she can't assess the damage.]
I don't know. [Again, slow and careful.] Does it look bad?
[She points to her throat; the skin is raw and enflamed surrounding a very obvious surgical scar, but the wound had been sewn up. Maybe a little hastily, and it seemed that the person who operated on Rapunzel didn't really account for how hard it would be to fit the artificial voice box into her neck, but it doesn't look like it's about to rip open anytime soon.]
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Looking down, she can see her arms and legs and the rest of her body. Her clothes are dirty from captivity and the chaos of their escape, but she doesn't seem to be injured in some terrible way. Aside from... well.
Well.
She can't see it, but she can feel the ache in her throat. It's not gushing blood, at least, so she's not panicking, but she's really not sure how to answer that when she can't assess the damage.]
I don't know. [Again, slow and careful.] Does it look bad?
[She points to her throat; the skin is raw and enflamed surrounding a very obvious surgical scar, but the wound had been sewn up. Maybe a little hastily, and it seemed that the person who operated on Rapunzel didn't really account for how hard it would be to fit the artificial voice box into her neck, but it doesn't look like it's about to rip open anytime soon.]