[It's a bit of deliberate obfuscation on her part. But she's had long hair for a long time; it's fun, in a way, to put it up like this. It's something different. She keeps still -- she just murmurs a couple of "don't sweat it" and "don't worry" to the apologies. It's nothing too bad; she's probably done worse, when she started learning to put it up.
When he finishes, she blinks -- and she's still a little red-faced. She reaches her hands up -- a couple of quick checks, of the headband and the pins -- and then she turns around. She peers at him, smiling.]
Hey... you did a good job, I think. That feels about right.
[Understatement, she thinks. There's a pause, though; there's only one way to be sure.]
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When he finishes, she blinks -- and she's still a little red-faced. She reaches her hands up -- a couple of quick checks, of the headband and the pins -- and then she turns around. She peers at him, smiling.]
Hey... you did a good job, I think. That feels about right.
[Understatement, she thinks. There's a pause, though; there's only one way to be sure.]
Do you have a mirror?