[ He'll reach over her to snag what's left of the shampoo and mimic her movements. The suds are worked into her scalp before he slicks it straight back, in an attempt to wrangle all that red hair into one ponytail he can work the soap through. He pauses after a moment, head turning in contemplation, their previous conversation forgotten, for the moment. ]
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Honestly, your hair looks rather nice this way.