[At first glance the room seems like the kind Nami might like; full of busy-ness and warmth, though that might be just Rapunzel's presence herself. She stares up at the girl for long moments, staring along the trailing lengths of hair with a mix of fascination and dread. It's long and beautiful, and it's also a trap of sorts. Isn't it?
There's a brief staring match with the weird chameleon, but Nami is Nami, and so she turns for the stairs eventually. She's intent on finding her way up to Rapunzel to say hi, but before she does-- well, anything that glints immediately makes it onto her radar. Crouching down for a better look under those stairs, okay.]
no subject
There's a brief staring match with the weird chameleon, but Nami is Nami, and so she turns for the stairs eventually. She's intent on finding her way up to Rapunzel to say hi, but before she does-- well, anything that glints immediately makes it onto her radar. Crouching down for a better look under those stairs, okay.]