Why? So you could fight me on it, and then we'd get fuckin' no where? Pass.
[But at least Sun's settling, so Guzma gets to work, combing through the kid's long hair, not being particularly gentle when and if he finds a knot. Look, he might know what he's doing, but he'd never make it as a hairdresser due to roughness.]
To answer your question, though...yeah, me and Plum—[His hands pause when he says her name, his chest suffering from a painful throb as he thinks about her, but ultimately he continues.]—we helped with some of the grunts' hair at times. Ain't like our lot was welcomed at them salons, but I guess that was for a good reason, huh?
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[But at least Sun's settling, so Guzma gets to work, combing through the kid's long hair, not being particularly gentle when and if he finds a knot. Look, he might know what he's doing, but he'd never make it as a hairdresser due to roughness.]
To answer your question, though...yeah, me and Plum—[His hands pause when he says her name, his chest suffering from a painful throb as he thinks about her, but ultimately he continues.]—we helped with some of the grunts' hair at times. Ain't like our lot was welcomed at them salons, but I guess that was for a good reason, huh?