Deet is frequently just as barefoot as Rapunzel is, though in the Nexus she's gotten used to wearing soft boots. They fit, because she made them herself, but she can totally relate otherwise. People are a little strange here, but they all seem very nice!

She circles around the fountain slowly, studying the glow of the woman's hair. It feels like the reverse of the Darkening, perhaps not as strong, but getting too close pushes a little, like the same poles of two magnets being butted up against each other. She's fascinated!

"I love flowers, but I don't know the names of most of them," she tells the woman when she reaches to a point where she can see her face. "My clan lives mostly underground so we didn't see them often. There are plants but they don't bloom so much; mostly mosses."

"Wine is delicious, but if you drink too much you'll feel lightheaded or sick. Just remember that and keep to only a glass or two." She giggles softly. Deet isn't one to judge about being drunk, but people should know what they're getting into.

"But I think if I were going to choose, I would want to fly for the first time again. Maybe without running into the walls of the caves quite as much."