[The Once-ler hesitates at first. This is kind of personal, isn't it? Face-touching. The Once-ler does not like to get close to people. He just met this girl and, ugh, god - get it over with. He gently as hell brushes the paint off of Rapunzel's face until he's done all he can. It's not until he's finished that he realizes he'd been holding his breath. What, why, was he nervous? Leave it to him to think he'd fuck up something like this.]
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All better. Clean canvas.