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❝Oh ! Your hair is so lovely.❞ Excuse Usagi. She’s just going to very obviously admire the older female, complete with sparkling eyes and all. ❝Is that your natural color? What do you use to make it look so soft and shiny?❞
Darklaw is taken aback by surprise--she’s just arrived in the city, she’s lost and confused, a million of ideas are going through her mind but a loud compliment causes her to momentarily stop in her tracks, shifting her gaze and attention towards the innocent looking adolescent. Darklaw’s first instict is to scold her for staring so intently at a stranger--but she figures she’s in no place to do so, so she decides to play along for now. Hopefully she’ll manage to obtain something out of this conversation, namely information. After a justified moment of hesitation, she addresses the blonde, a flicker of unease lacing her visage.
“ T--Thank you. “ The former High Inquisitor isn’t quite sure how to take compliments, especially from complete strangers in a completely foreign city, but she’s unable to detect any malice in her comment. “ Is it, indeed. I use a homemade coconut oil to keep my hair healthy. “













