"......."
"Mother always said...people would want to use my hair-"
He pushed it to the side slightly, revealing a smaller strand that was dark brown.
"When I was little, people tried to take it-but the thing is...once it's cut it loses it's power....a gift like that it-....it has to be protected-"
"............"
"So that's why.....why I never...."
"Left the tower...huh.."
He nodded, looking away.
"........"
"...."
"Wow..that must...really suck.."
"I mean I...I guess-but I-it's not so bad!"
He clearly didn't even believe himself.
