[Byleth stopped his suspicious squinting once Yuri pulled back, and at the question he immediately shook his head to get a feel for how the hair moved. And by 'shook his head' it was more than he channelled the soul of a dog for a hot sec. The end result that his hair went from lying somewhat neat and flat to looking like he got caught in a wind tunnel.]
...satisfactory. It doesn't get into my mouth.
[Came the verdict, as Byleth blew a lock of hair from his eyes and made no move to fix the messy, frizzy mess it had become.]
no subject
...satisfactory. It doesn't get into my mouth.
[Came the verdict, as Byleth blew a lock of hair from his eyes and made no move to fix the messy, frizzy mess it had become.]