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That would take a lot of fabric.

[Mando nods.]

It must be a lot easier to find scarves now that you're this size.

It is, yes. And Olivine tends to be fairly chill in the winters ... a perfect excuse to own so many.

[He pauses, before checking the time.]

Off to the shower with you. Wash it thoroughly, and we'll trim it and dry it once you've finished.

[And after he thinks way too much about that little... moment... there.]

All right.

[That was... faster than Mando thought it would be. Is it normal to be a little disappointed that you didn't get to hang out and chat for longer? Hmmmmm...]

[He carefully takes off the cape he's wearing and heads to the shower. It takes him longer to get in and out of his armour than it does to actually wash all the goop out of his hair. Once he's clean, he inspects his hair in the mirror. It is definitely a different colour, but it's hard to tell much when it's wet. He also takes a few minutes to examine his face. He knows Shadowmaru wasn't calling his face visually appealing, since he's never seen it, but is it a nice face? Hard to tell. Not bad, maybe?]

[Mando shakes his head. What does it matter what his face looks like, no one is going to see it on a regular basis ~~until possibly Season Threeeeeee!~~. He puts the mask back on and pads back to the living room.]

It's a different colour now.

[And while Mando is busy, Shadowmaru... okay, he has things to get ready as well. But also? He chews on a nail. Paces a bit. Trying to figure out just what happened here. Why the moment felt so tense. If "tense" was even the right word for that conversation. He definitely felt something.]

[But there's nothing in his databanks to explain it. Nothing in his experiences to, either. So... he busies himself with tasks, until Mando returns.]

Of course it is. [He's got an eyebrow arched, one hand on his hip. Such a dramatic pose.] That was the entire point of this, wasn't it? Now - let's get it styled.

[And dried. Which will also involve a lot of hair touching, close quarters. Mando's hair will eventually turn into a much shorter version of this. Silver darkening to a deep blue instead of black.]

[Mando, having done some banging across the galaxy, has a better sense of what's transpiring between them. Where he's stumbling is over the fact that everyone he's been with before never questioned his helmet or wanted him to take it off. And, in all fairness, Mando would have never considered removing his helmet for any of them. But he's already playing fast and loose with the rules around Shadowmaru. There's also the fact that he's pretty sure one of the reasons Shadowmaru thinks he's attractive is because of his helmet and armour, which look an awful lot like a robot. On the surface, that's fine, but Mando isn't sure how he feels about someone preferring to imagine he's not flesh and blood. Of course, Shadowmaru hasn't said as much, so maybe Mando is making baseless assumptions.]

[Relationships are hard. It was so much easier to hit it and quit it.]

I didn't think the change would be so dramatic.

[He's not complaining, mind you! Nor is Mando going to fuss at all while Shadowmaru does all the cutting, drying, and styling. In fact, he might lean into the touch a little bit. Turns out having your head touched feels good! Who knew?]

[Intellectually, he's aware humans do the relationship thing. He's seen his fellow BP units do so too, even. But himself? None of the humans of their world had ever sparked that kind of feeling. Neither had any other BP unit. Heck, he'd kept them all at arms' length as much as possible. Mando's probably the only living thing he's spoken to about that horrible defining moment of his life.]

[That counted for something, right? Maybe? He's also never felt so unsure of himself in his life.]

Is... that a bad thing?

[He pauses in his efforts. He's fairly certain Mando isn't upset by the change, but something makes him want to ask. Maybe it's the weird feelings fluttering through the room today.]

No, not at all.

[Mando turns in his chair so he can meet Shadowmaru's eyes.]

I like it. You did a great job.

[And Shadowmaru immediately lights up. Like a Christmas tree. Like a spotlight.]

I... thought it would suit you very nicely.

[And just like that, Mando lights up in response, the visible skin around his eyes crinkling as he swivels even further, so he's fully facing Shadowmaru.]

Good choices. It matches my new ship, back home.

[Oh... oh, well. That's - that's a very good expression on Mando. Even with the mask. He has to clear his throat, and push his hand through his hair to settle the sudden increase in pulse.]

Ah... I'm. Very happy to have helped.

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