[ as much as she doesn't want to acknowledge it, she does detect worry in her mannerisms and touch; feels the tentative loosening of her grip and the slow parting. she's felt this before. with mikhail, she remembers how hard it is to let go of the dying dragon, parting from the fleeting warmth of his body.
— which is a weird time to get sentimental. it beckons her to step away completely, creating more distance between them. and more importantly, to let the conversation divert them from the emotions. ]
Really... [ she sounds unconvinced, but she eventually gestures toward her hair. ] Ever thought about... I don't know, cutting your hair? [ pause. ] You ever do that?
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— which is a weird time to get sentimental. it beckons her to step away completely, creating more distance between them. and more importantly, to let the conversation divert them from the emotions. ]
Really... [ she sounds unconvinced, but she eventually gestures toward her hair. ] Ever thought about... I don't know, cutting your hair? [ pause. ] You ever do that?