[He takes the elastic and rolls it past his hand into his wrist, before he starts working with Hyhtlodaeus' hair properly. That smile, of course, stirs warmth in his chest, as is often the case. So too does the intimacy of running his fingers through Hythlodaeus' hair, before sectioning it off to start the braiding process.
Pausing when he hears the question, he stares at the back of Hythlodaeus' head for a long, silent moment, before he starts to work again.]
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Pausing when he hears the question, he stares at the back of Hythlodaeus' head for a long, silent moment, before he starts to work again.]
Fine. Great, actually. Better than I expected.
[beat]
...You are not jealous, are you?