[ It's been long enough since they arrived that both their hair has gotten longer. Basch has never worn it this long; not with strict military protocols. Maybe that's why he's let it stay. It's a distancing from that past life and something he associates with this one.
Nami has started to teach him how to put small braids in it, both to keep the worst of it from his eyes and to look nicer. He may not be much for fashion, but he finds the ritual of doing it himself or receiving the hair care to be soothing. So, it's only a matter of time before he wants to share it with Sylvain.
He just...keeps getting nervous to bring it up. There's no real reason why, just and old sense that what he thinks would be nice may be awkward.
But, finally, one late morning that Sylvain has stayed over and the two are getting ready but with no real rush to be anywhere, Basch works up the courage. ]
I have something for you, and I won't be offended if it isn't something you want.
[ He goes and gets a simple wooden box with a flower carved on top -- something else he made -- and opens it to show Sylvain an assortment of wooden beads. Most are simple and round, but a few are small flattened medallions, one clearly bearing a fox. ]
I thought I could braid them into your hair. If you'd like.
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Hair beads
Date: 2024-10-09 06:03 pm (UTC)Nami has started to teach him how to put small braids in it, both to keep the worst of it from his eyes and to look nicer. He may not be much for fashion, but he finds the ritual of doing it himself or receiving the hair care to be soothing. So, it's only a matter of time before he wants to share it with Sylvain.
He just...keeps getting nervous to bring it up. There's no real reason why, just and old sense that what he thinks would be nice may be awkward.
But, finally, one late morning that Sylvain has stayed over and the two are getting ready but with no real rush to be anywhere, Basch works up the courage. ]
I have something for you, and I won't be offended if it isn't something you want.
[ He goes and gets a simple wooden box with a flower carved on top -- something else he made -- and opens it to show Sylvain an assortment of wooden beads. Most are simple and round, but a few are small flattened medallions, one clearly bearing a fox. ]
I thought I could braid them into your hair. If you'd like.