All right. [She seems embarassed about her tail, which is fair enough. It's a lot more intimate than just grooming a horse, even though he has plenty of practice with that.
Instead, he sits down on the mattress next to her, and it dips slightly under his weight. He takes the offered comb, apprising her mane.]
Mind helping me with this part? I don't want to tangle your hair before we've even started. [The buns, he means. He doesn't have hair that long, so he wouldn't know where to begin with taking it out of a bun. He's probably caused enough messes for one evening, he thinks.]
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Instead, he sits down on the mattress next to her, and it dips slightly under his weight. He takes the offered comb, apprising her mane.]
Mind helping me with this part? I don't want to tangle your hair before we've even started. [The buns, he means. He doesn't have hair that long, so he wouldn't know where to begin with taking it out of a bun. He's probably caused enough messes for one evening, he thinks.]