Mmhmm. [His response is almost automatic, a distracted smile and a nod thrown in for good measure.]

Have you ever thought of braiding your hair? [Hvitserk seems unable to keep himself from reaching out to run his fingers through it.] Not that it doesn't look good like it is! [His face fell a little.] And... you Saxons do not often do that, do you? [He smiles again softly.] Still.

[His eyes suddenly lit up.] I could braid it for you.