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Need to contact, Keith? Do it here. Just put date in the header.

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[Keith snags his brush and pauses. Should he offer? Allura has a lot of hair and that has to be a pain to take care of by yourself.]

...I've actually heard of that one. Yeah, that's the right phrase. Uh...do you want help with your hair?

[He holds up his brush. It's well kept and clearly cared for. He looks a little awkwardly at it then back at her.] I'd be careful. I promise.

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[Allura visibly relaxes slightly (thank the Ancients she caught that one at the Garrison) but pauses, raising an eyebrow. Since waking (and summarily fallen into Lance's arms) that day, she'd gotten used to doing her own hair when her four little friends didn't help her. The surprise at the offer is obvious.]

...Sure. [She blinks a few times, but turns around with a sheepish smile crossing her lips.] I trust you.

[With far more than simply a hair brush. Though now she's contemplating something...] Have you ever had your hair braided, Keith? It's certainly starting to get long enough to do so.