It's nothing. I thought it'd be better to get you a blanket than to have you wrap up in your hair, not that it's not warm enough as it is.

[ He holds her close and leans forwards with an outstretched arm. He takes the whicker picnic basket by hand and opens it. Inside, is a silver, mini telescope that he'd gotten for Rapunzel the last time they were on land. ]

I've got some paper and pencils if you want to do some sketching.