...I'm sure my mother did. It was a long long time ago.
[And his face falls, his gaze a little distant.]
Its strange, though. I remember he going through it with a comb, and then I...I was just alone, by myself, in the mountains. My hair grew somewhat long, then. But there was no one there for a while to do anything with it.
[He shakes his head - there's even an upturn of his mouth at that.]
I'm okay with talking about it, though. I mean...it was sad to be alone. I can't say it wasn't. But whatever happened that left me alone...I don't think its something I should be glad to forget. The bad things, the good things...they all come together, you know? You can't just throw the bad things away. They had an impact, too.
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You've developed a liking for it? Of course-- here, scoot a bit closer.
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[He hums, as he moves closer - he sure is very sparkly, for whatever reason.]
...Its soothing, you know.
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But Dorothy reaches out to work her fingers through his hair, as comfortably as she had before. ]
Has no one played with your hair before?
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[And his face falls, his gaze a little distant.]
Its strange, though. I remember he going through it with a comb, and then I...I was just alone, by myself, in the mountains. My hair grew somewhat long, then. But there was no one there for a while to do anything with it.
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... You were alone in the mountains, but you don't remember how that happened?
[ He was?? In the mountains??? Alone?????? ]
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[He can't, as hard as he tries.]
I just remember our village, and then it was all gone. And I was the only one left.
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[ Whatever happened, it sounds... fairly painful. ]
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I'm okay with talking about it, though. I mean...it was sad to be alone. I can't say it wasn't. But whatever happened that left me alone...I don't think its something I should be glad to forget. The bad things, the good things...they all come together, you know? You can't just throw the bad things away. They had an impact, too.
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[ And Dorothy says this quietly, making sure the braid is nice and neat. ]
I'd rather not forget the painful memories, either. I don't think I would be myself if I did.