"...I don't know," He admits. Certainly, having it the length it was would probably make him more recognizable to the people he's lost. But. "Wouldn't want... to mess it up... And it's... helpful if... I need to hide..."

That is if the worst-case should happen and he, for some reason, doesn't have any hood, gaiter, or goggles in reach.

"But maybe... someday... Get the nerve..." Maybe if he ever finds the ones he was looking for. Maybe if they accept him. Maybe.

Much more real and tangible is the feel of his hair being pulled apart and then, soon enough, woven together. It's a weird sensation, but definitely not a bad one. It's a selling point for keeping his hair as is, though he doesn't have the nerve to say that.

"Don't think... I've ever... had this done... Not even... when little... Did you... do your sister's... and friend's... often?"