For deofoled.

[certaingiant]

[There were two enemies to having long hair: maintenance and wind.

Maintenance was an enemy that Christo could conquer. He put his hair up every night so it wouldn't tangle ridiculously by the time he woke up. He owned hair products specialized to his particular needs. He knew how to comb his hair so that he wouldn't yank out parts of it every time by struggling with knots.

Wind was another story.

Wind-using demons, especially, were another story.]

I may have to chop all of this off and start over.

[Christo is being overdramatic, but only a little. His hair is currently an absolute mess.]

Comments

[deofoled]

Are you sure? I'm almost done. [ Stops awkwardly, still holding a bunch of Christo's hair.]

[certaingiant]

I'm sure! They'd be easier to do from this angle than the rest?

[Yes. That's a totally reasonable explanation. Clearly.]

[deofoled]

Okay. [ He buys it, of course. Killia then finishes the hair in his hands, so Christo's hair almost looks normal...cept for the knots around his horns.]

Do you need a mirror?

[certaingiant]

No, no, I'm fine.

[He actually can do this much by touch alone. It'll take awhile, since he has to be careful not to pull his horns loose, but he can do it.]

Thank you for your help, Killia.

[deofoled]

No problem, it would have been a shame if you had to cut it.

[certaingiant]

I don't think short hair would look good on me. Your hairstyle, for example...

[It looks good on Killia, but he can't even imagine it on himself.]

[deofoled]

You look good with long hair.

[ Agrees 100%.]

[certaingiant]

Oh, thank you.

[It's different hearing it from someone else.]