A brief bit of fear came over him, the fear that she might produce shears โฆ
Instead of the rather ornate, decorated brush that she retrieved instead.
โ Your point is fair. โ
A deep sigh, his shoulders relaxing & arms falling by his sides.
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โ What about it? โ
Shaking her head, she produces a jewel-crested brush from her sleeve like magician pulling a rabbit from a hat.
โ You rule over a KINGDOM, your grace, not a den of mangy wolves. โ
Goddess, what would he even do without the other lions around?
โ My โฆ Hair? โ
It is certainly somewhat unkempt, compared to how it was she knew him at Garreg Mach. Still though, he was surprised that sheโd mentioned it at all.
His one good eye widens, watching her enthusiasm.
โ What about it? โ
@WatchfulBirdy He's stunned, so to speak. Rendered initially speechless by the ... Tangent that the strangely garbed individual went on.
In fact, he doesn't even retract his hands.
โ I ... My Grandfather? You must be confused, I have no living Grandfather. โ
This is the best he can do.