[... It is a considerate question. She has already decided to let him (and she'd said it out loud, so she couldn't let herself take it back), but it still takes her a moment to remember how to speak when he sits down next to her. Which was foolish, because of course he had to sit next to her to do it, but.
She'd learned very quickly in Horos and Kenos that the culture of most other places did not seem to involve respectable women only allowing their husbands to see them with their hair down. It still takes her a moment to decouple from the idea of how intimate such a thing was to her, to tell herself that here it is just hair-]
... of course.
[That she releases from the loose, post-bathing bun in a heavy fall of ebony strands. She had not been allowed to cut it since she left fillyhood behind, and unbound it reaches to her fetlocks, longer than some men were tall. Thanks to the bathhouse's aromatic shampoos, it smells slightly of lavender.]
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She'd learned very quickly in Horos and Kenos that the culture of most other places did not seem to involve respectable women only allowing their husbands to see them with their hair down. It still takes her a moment to decouple from the idea of how intimate such a thing was to her, to tell herself that here it is just hair-]
... of course.
[That she releases from the loose, post-bathing bun in a heavy fall of ebony strands. She had not been allowed to cut it since she left fillyhood behind, and unbound it reaches to her fetlocks, longer than some men were tall. Thanks to the bathhouse's aromatic shampoos, it smells slightly of lavender.]