Rapunzel doesn't sleep well, and she does wind up wrapped up in her hair overnight like a golden-cocooned butterfly. She's still dozing fitfully when the sun comes up.
"Do you think random - boat - people - will think that I'm the princess if I suggest it?"
"I think they might, and that even if they don't they might be unsure enough to want to take you into the city and see. There's some risk that they'll just go 'aha, the missing crown' and send us both to be arrested, but - well - we're risking that no matter which way we turn, at this point, unless the way we turn is 'back the way we came and on into Orimere'. And if we get arrested of course I'll say you had nothing to do with stealing the thing, and explain as much of the situation as they'll let me."
He adjusts their course accordingly, so they won't come out of the forest too close to the bridge.
"It'd probably just make it easy for someone who we don't want to find us to find us if I started singing. Or got out my piccolo. Wouldn't it."
"I hear something," he murmurs. "Could be people, could be nothing."
"...Are you sure we can't solve this with diplomacy?" he tries, stepping away from Rapunzel but not so far away that he couldn't get between her and the brothers if necessary. "I could give you the crown and we could call it quits. How did you even find me? Not that I don't have a guess..."
He rolls his eyes. "Look at me, do you really think you'd need them if I tried something? It's for my peace of mind."
"To be perfectly honest with you, I don't ever plan on getting any closer to you than this for the rest of my life if I can help it. So you drop your weapons, I'll give you the crown, you can go away, and everyone stays happy. Unless of course you're planning to stab me in the back after you get what you came for."