"It was just as messy. Though...I think she must have used a knife."

Messy in much the same fashion. But she did not dare angle the conversation back in his direction. She needed this -- some third person to speak about, distantly, and so manage to recapture some of her chill. Some of her ambivalence. "But she would have been prettier had she let it grow. Hair like a raven's wing and eyes so blue...beautiful, really."

She wondered (with a wry twist in her gut) whether Ser Lothor liked Mya with her short hair. Would he have liked it longer? Would it ever have mattered to him -- or did he merely adore her for all else that she was?