[Rey has no idea what he's thinking. To her, her hair is...simply her hair. It's something she's used to handling on her own, and when she has to cut it, it's done with a blade. Oddly enough, it's starting to dawn on her that this is the first time she's letting someone touch her hair and do something with it...
Odd, very odd.]
Make sense, then why do you keep your hair short?
[Well, she suppose it's still long enough to braid, or maybe it's not. Either way, she holds the piece that's now in front of her face.]
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Odd, very odd.]
Make sense, then why do you keep your hair short?
[Well, she suppose it's still long enough to braid, or maybe it's not. Either way, she holds the piece that's now in front of her face.]