Iman can scarcely contain her glee over all of this - first at Rapunzel and Cinderella, holy fuck, she knew Greta was from fairy tales, but did she know it was that literal? If she did she'd forgotten, sort of wiped away under how normal and down-to-earth Greta's always seemed, but now there it is - and then with the mental image of Greta putting on a deep voice to get Rapunzel to let down her proverbial, or apparently literal! hair... it's too much. Iman doubles over with giggling.

Aqil watches her dubiously from his perch on Angus' head - if crow's could blush - and looks at Greta. "She thinks you're the coolest."

"You shut up!" she yelps through her laughter, wiping tears away. "She IS the coolest. Lying to princes is metal as fuck."

"I didn't say anything to the contrary," says Aqil airily.