( As he lies there, picking at a strand of hair, he decides he's no longer interested in sleeping. )
I suppose I do It's been this way for a long time I don't really think about it
( He pushes it back out of his face, his fingers snagging on small snarls.
It's not as groomed as Noctis', nor is it as styled. It's not as suitably layered for his face, nor is it as feathery in appearance. It's not as shiny, nor is itβas Kaladin imaginesβsoft to touch.
His hand stops at the base of his skull and squeezes. )
no subject
I suppose I do
It's been this way for a long time
I don't really think about it
( He pushes it back out of his face, his fingers snagging on small snarls.
It's not as groomed as Noctis', nor is it as styled. It's not as suitably layered for his face, nor is it as feathery in appearance. It's not as shiny, nor is itβas Kaladin imaginesβsoft to touch.
His hand stops at the base of his skull and squeezes. )
So do you
It's longer in the back
Down your neck