[Ivar finishes brushing Rey's hair out. He looks it over with a critical eye, picturing the different styles he could do. He immediately discards anything that's too simple. She's had enough simplicity with her three buns.

Finally, he decides on one that looks fancy and intricate enough, but one that he won't have to spend hours on. He begins to divide the sections of hair, tying off the smaller ones while keeping the larger pieces in the middle for the French braid.]

Often enough. Almost all Vikings, men and women, wear their hair long. It was boring as a child not being able to play with the other children, so I had to learn new things to entertain myself with. Hold this, please.

[He takes the feathered piece off the first stitch and pulls it forward over her face. His fingers work quickly, able to easily section off pieces of hair and braid them back in.]