Very carefully curls his hair. Why? Reasons.
He wasn’t going to argue with her. After all HE had come to HER about curling his hair. Not a lot. Just a bit. Enough to make his hairstyle look somewhat similar to that of his siblings. Seeing as they all had some sort of curl to their styles. All of them, except Leo. His blond locks remained as flat as a board. Straight as a sword. And so...boring.
“You don’t have to be so gentle, big sister. I can take it. Mother said pain is always right next to beauty.”
The youngster repeated his mother’s words. Waiting any moment for the curling process to take a painful turn. As he expected it to.