[ hey, that's actually a big deal, you know! or actually, don't know ... but maybe ignorance really is bliss, you know? he wouldn't want her to feel even more pressured than she already is, after all.
when he feels her hands pause, and the noises of the whirring machine stop, vash carefully opens an eye to peer up at her, giving a small, hesitant grin. ]
Is it ... done?
[ it's probably in hindsight, but he should have brought in a mirror or something ... not that there's any other mirrors here than what's built into the wall in the bathroom.
after another glance at her to gauge her expression, vash reaches up to run his fingers through the newly-shorn hair, the glass-green fingers catching at what's left of it and sending scatters of fallen hair from his shoulders to his lap with the motion.
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when he feels her hands pause, and the noises of the whirring machine stop, vash carefully opens an eye to peer up at her, giving a small, hesitant grin. ]
Is it ... done?
[ it's probably in hindsight, but he should have brought in a mirror or something ... not that there's any other mirrors here than what's built into the wall in the bathroom.
after another glance at her to gauge her expression, vash reaches up to run his fingers through the newly-shorn hair, the glass-green fingers catching at what's left of it and sending scatters of fallen hair from his shoulders to his lap with the motion.
was it him, or did it feel shorter? ]