[ Trusts her enough for her to wield sharp implements around and/or near his face at the very least she figures. Like him, she feels relaxed, despite the pressure she's silently putting on herself to get this done well.
When the intermittent sounds of the snip of scissors and whir of the clippers finally cease and she decides that she might be done here, Mitsuru takes a step back to look over her handiwork. It's pretty close but- ]
...I may have taken just a little too much off.
[ Not that it looks bad, far from it... It's just... shorter than how he usually has it. ]
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When the intermittent sounds of the snip of scissors and whir of the clippers finally cease and she decides that she might be done here, Mitsuru takes a step back to look over her handiwork. It's pretty close but- ]
...I may have taken just a little too much off.
[ Not that it looks bad, far from it... It's just... shorter than how he usually has it. ]