[And just like that, with a sensation like her ears popping, she is lucid. Blinks under the unfurling realization that what she says next is entirely up to her, and she smiles and thumbs across his cheek where it nests in the warm cup of her hand.]
What about my hair?
[Looking around, and she has no idea if the pitted, grey-speckled mirror behind them was there before or is just there now because she wants it to be, but either way it casts as decent a reflection as she can hope for in the dim, smoky light.
Her hair is dark, set into shining pin curls nested close against her skull. It makes her eyes - already large - look huge, bright and shining above her dark-painted, bee-stung lips. The perfect little pout is ruined slightly by the cocky, lopsided smile that takes over her face.]
Oh, it's cute! You think I should dye it back?
[Yes, that's her comment for now. It might take a bit of sinking in.]
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What about my hair?
[Looking around, and she has no idea if the pitted, grey-speckled mirror behind them was there before or is just there now because she wants it to be, but either way it casts as decent a reflection as she can hope for in the dim, smoky light.
Her hair is dark, set into shining pin curls nested close against her skull. It makes her eyes - already large - look huge, bright and shining above her dark-painted, bee-stung lips. The perfect little pout is ruined slightly by the cocky, lopsided smile that takes over her face.]
Oh, it's cute! You think I should dye it back?
[Yes, that's her comment for now. It might take a bit of sinking in.]