[ She doesn't have a hair brush, unfortunately and children don't exactly understand the need to be gentle, at times. They are rough without the intent of doing so and that makes her relieved she's standing and they're not the ones messing with her hair.
Out of anything Alice dislikes about herself, her hair is the only thing that she takes great joy in, after having it shaved so many times in Rutledge. They're proud of themselves, they offer up flowers to Alice (a little too eagerly) as she settles back down, eager little eyes watching her carefully. ]
Sensitive, maybe, but not delicate.
[ He seemed frail in comparison to her, from the little she knew. Smaller in stature -- which was nice, too. Everyone seemed to tower over her. That aside, Alice was showing them how to make the flower crowns, the center of attention. A teacher, in a way, and how much she wished she could be one, to make her father proud. ]
Careful, now, if you you press too hard, you'll break the steam. You need a little hole like a needle, see?
[ Alice can't do anything about children yanking hair, unfortunately, not as she instructs them, step by step, to make a chain and tie it off into a crown. ]
You see? There! It's not as hard as it looks. You're lucky, my older sister showed me how to make them a very long time ago.
[ As for the crowning, Alice hands it off to one eager little girl who insists on doing it, instead, so Alice allows her to drop it on Adra's head. Of course they're giggling and as for Alice, she taps her chin thoughtfully. ]
You remind me of my pet cat with that on your head; I used to do that for her all the time.
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[ She doesn't have a hair brush, unfortunately and children don't exactly understand the need to be gentle, at times. They are rough without the intent of doing so and that makes her relieved she's standing and they're not the ones messing with her hair.
Out of anything Alice dislikes about herself, her hair is the only thing that she takes great joy in, after having it shaved so many times in Rutledge. They're proud of themselves, they offer up flowers to Alice (a little too eagerly) as she settles back down, eager little eyes watching her carefully. ]
Sensitive, maybe, but not delicate.
[ He seemed frail in comparison to her, from the little she knew. Smaller in stature -- which was nice, too. Everyone seemed to tower over her. That aside, Alice was showing them how to make the flower crowns, the center of attention. A teacher, in a way, and how much she wished she could be one, to make her father proud. ]
Careful, now, if you you press too hard, you'll break the steam. You need a little hole like a needle, see?
[ Alice can't do anything about children yanking hair, unfortunately, not as she instructs them, step by step, to make a chain and tie it off into a crown. ]
You see? There! It's not as hard as it looks. You're lucky, my older sister showed me how to make them a very long time ago.
[ As for the crowning, Alice hands it off to one eager little girl who insists on doing it, instead, so Alice allows her to drop it on Adra's head. Of course they're giggling and as for Alice, she taps her chin thoughtfully. ]
You remind me of my pet cat with that on your head; I used to do that for her all the time.
[ Hearing them laugh is worth it. ]