Maybe there was no need to apologize to Tsubaki, but he had certainly succeeded at making Rapunzel extremely uncomfortable. He was decently covered, he had thought... And Scar had stricter measures of 'decent' than most people!

Scar shook his head silently at Tsubaki's offer to help him stand. He was sick of using her as a crutch. He watched, eyes narrowed, as Rapunzel wrapped her hair about his legs, unsure of the exact moment his mouth fell open. It was unlike anything that existed in Amestris, and could really only be described as magic. That girl's hair was definitely glowing, and Scar could feel the muscles knitting themselves back together. It was becoming easier to stand with every passing second.