[God, it's... hard. Looking at this beast, and knowing it's her friend. It makes Rapunzel want to cry - the physical manifestation of all the hurt and anger and frustration Varian's been feeling, all right in her face.

But she's not going to cry. Not now, at least. Now, as everyone hashes out a plan, she steels her resolve, reaching up to pull at the ties undoing her magical hair and letting it drop in coils around her.]

I can try to restrain him. And - I think I can calm him? I don't know how, but I've done it before. This sort of... influence?

[Controlling emotions isn't the right word. She doesn't like thinking of it like that. She's not making people feel anything, just... encouraging it.]

I've been able to calm someone down in the middle of an angry fit before, but I never tried it on something like... [She turns, glancing at the beast once more.] Like that...