It's hard not to smile back, even for one who can be a bit reserved, and Bene does as he takes a seat beside her. Combing his fingers through her hair, he first inspects the braids she's already done, and shakes his head.

"I don't know if I can do it the way the Orlesians do, but it'll still look nice," he muses, pressing the side of his hand on the back of her head to find the point of symmetry.