[...well. What a useful little magic talking thing this is. He's probably more relieved to see her than he lets on, especially since his reaction is a sigh.] One small scaly thing or another. The point remains-- HEY!

[The yelling is because Pascal has launched himself from Flynn's hand and basically leaped at the communicator and the picture of Rapunzel on it, knocking it straight out of the thief's hand.] Give that back. Drop it!

[He picks it up, more or less by Pascal here, shaking both chameleon and communicator.] Blondie, where are you? Your chameleon is misbehaving. I need a hand here.