Thumbelina beamed up at Rapunzel at her offer. "Thank you, thank you so much!" she exclaimed, glad to know they would have a safe place to spend the night. No need to worry about will-o-wisps in a tower! She blinked in surprise, though, to find out the young woman never left said tower. She was about to answer when Rapunzel jumped up to look out the window. Curious about this prince of hers, she hopped onto Svale's back and they flew over to the window, perching on the windowsill. She looked down over the edge, her eyes widening to see that the prince was also evidently an orc. Perhaps it was a nice orc, though? If this was the princess' beloved, she didn't wish to insult her. "He has a very nice voice," she agreed diplomatically. "But... he looks awfully heavy to be able to climb your hair without pulling you out of the window." Was the orc really going to climb her hair to get in? It seemed like there ought to be stairs somewhere, at least. Maybe there was some sort of mistake here, though? She really hadn't ever seen a nice orc. "What was your prince supposed to look like, again?"