[Beyond just not hurting, the combing actually feels kinda nice when Isabeau does it. The gentle scrape of the teeth of the comb against their scalp is like a good head scratch. And Isa's totally casual offer to keep doing it moving forward brings a small smile to their lips, turned away where they don't have to be self-conscious about it.]

I think you'd probably be too nice to say anything if it did look bad. But I guess if you take over that job from now on, then it's your fault if it doesn't look good.

[It's lighthearted, humorous. But also maybe indirectly accepting that proposal.

Siffrin has to wonder what Isabeau would do with their hair if given absolute free. If Isa actually liked the lightless look better. Most of their hair was dyed back when they first met, after all. Maybe the growing out process was change for the worse. The thought nearly has them abandoning this idea entirely, because... Well, because they want Isabeau to like them. Keep liking them. Whatever. They mull it over in silence for a few moments as Isa works his magic.

Ultimately, that instinct to preserve this little bit of home wins out. Maybe that's why the King grew his hair so absurdly long. It's all they have left, really. They don't really know how to feel about understanding the King that well, so they push the thought aside.]

...Would you cut it for me sometime?

[Even with all Isabeau's enthusiasm for this, it still feels like they're asking a lot of him, so they follow that up hurriedly.]

You don't have to, I've always managed fine just doing it myself with my knife. But I figure you're probably better at it than me.