It actually takes him a moment to find his voice, because a nice little side-effect of Faraday tying the bandanna and then touching his hair is that he gets these little, lovely touches to his neck and his hair, slumping forward just a little as he soaks them up, inhaling sharply. Touching a hand over the knotted rag, he gets out a rough 'thank you' before he glances at Faraday while slicking it into something that doesn't curl so much, but still nearly reaches his shoulders.
"If I let it get long enough, maybe I can do what Billy does," he says, which isn't entirely teasing given the glimmer of interest in his eye. After all, no one really expects your death to come from a man's hairpin, which could be a very handy thing.
"Besides, I don't look good with my hair shorn short," he advises with a knowing nod. "It's no good for anyone, to do this."
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Date: 2018-03-05 03:04 pm (UTC)"If I let it get long enough, maybe I can do what Billy does," he says, which isn't entirely teasing given the glimmer of interest in his eye. After all, no one really expects your death to come from a man's hairpin, which could be a very handy thing.
"Besides, I don't look good with my hair shorn short," he advises with a knowing nod. "It's no good for anyone, to do this."