[ Grell takes a breath to protest that assessment, but it hits her that he’s right. That gets a frown out of her, of which she covers by locating the mini shampoo - though, William manages to lighten the mood again with his quip! Breathing a little chuckle, she slinks up against him, briefly pecking his lips as she begins to work the product into his hair. ]
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I would like nothing more.