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[survivra]

This wolf is enormous.

[ Katsa can be heard before she's seen, her locket instead in the face of a fully-grown direwolf that's shoving his nose in front of it in her hands. She pushes him out of the way, backs up so that she can be seen in scale with the direwolf: her blue and green eyes are overbright, red-rimmed as though she's been crying, but her voice when she speaks is loud and demanding. ]

What potions or tonics would turn dark hair blue?

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[survivra]

Almost everything here bothers me. This is the least of it. He's more wolf than man, so it's easy not to think of it, anyway.

[ well, katsa has a solution for possible peeping, but it won't be very pleasant for liam. ]

Compared to some things, this almost makes sense.

[bullhorned]

Compared to some. Aye. Have you asked him if he wants to be turned blue?

[Since he does turn into a man, he supposes the wolf could communicate that.]

[survivra]

I only asked the moment I thought of it. He hasn't said anything in protest; may be he would rather green.

[ there's a very loud canine sigh from somewhere in the room. ]

What other color would you suggest?

[ she seems to be demanding the answer from gendry as well as liam ]

[bullhorned]

The color he is already. It seems a decent enough choice as it is.

[If he was to be attacked by a green wolf, he wouldn't even know what to think.]

[survivra]

It isn't about whether it's decent.

[ people are not as unquestioning about this idea as she'd hoped 8( ]

[bullhorned]

Then it's more than decent. Is that better?

[He knows Sansa is very peculiar about how he uses the word decent to describe a wide spectrum of things, so perhaps it is simply a trait that all highborn share.]

[survivra]

What's wrong with changing colors? Even if it's just his face? I'm not turning your hair blue, unless you want me to give you the way to do it, too.

[bullhorned]

I like my hair as it is. It's what I was born with. There ain't nothing wrong with staying as you was made.

[survivra]

Nothing wrong with deciding how it is you want to be, either.

—Don't worry. You'd still look handsome. We could even find a shirt to match it.

[ WELL AWARE who her audience is ]

[bullhorned]

You could try, but you ain't like to succeed at it.

[He doesn't care how good her grace is.]

[survivra]

You've not even a little curiosity? They'll tell tales of the knight with hair as blue as the sky.

[bullhorned]

I've seen enough bloody Tyroshi with blue hair and green beards. It ain't so nice looking as you might think. [He recalls old Greenbeard in particular, though there were plenty of Tyroshi that would oft sail into King's Landing and inevitably come calling on Master Mott's shop.]

[survivra]

Am I supposed to know who those are? [ she wrinkles her nose. ] May be they're just not so nice looking already.

[bullhorned]

They're foreigners from across the Narrow Sea. There ain't nothing wrong with them but their hair and strange accents. [So he considered that to settle the matter.]

[survivra]

It's always people across the sea. [ is that a sigh or a laugh? it's tending more toward a laugh. ] I wonder if it's something in the air. Though there's little wrong with their choice of colors if they're going to have so ridiculous a custom.

[bullhorned]

Aye, well, you're foreign as well. Why not color your own hair? Pink might do you well.

[Only, he rather likes her hair as it is.]

[survivra]

Pink? Do people even make dyes of the sort? [ she lets herself smile ] A darker color would suit me better. My hair is growing too long again anyway, if I decide to cut it off.


[ she's in such an impulsive mood she'd probably do it ]

[bullhorned]

Cut it? Why? It looks decent enough already. Why would you cut it?

[He'd known Arya with short hair, to be true. But he'd also decided Arya looked good with longer hair. He thought it would be a shame if Katsa was to do the same.]

[survivra]

I don't care much how it looks. It's maddening when it's long. It's always tangling and getting in the way and feels heavy on my neck, and the combing to get out all the knots is a nuisance.

[bullhorned]

Can't you... put it in a braid of some sort? Tie it back?

[He's never had to deal with long hair, though his often can get to shoulder length before he takes a knife to it. Even so, he feels like he has to dissuade her from this course before she ends up with less hair than he does.]

[survivra]

That's what I do when it's long, but if that's what I'm always doing as it is, don't you think it's just easier to cut it all off? Then I don't have to worry about what it's doing at all. Isn't that why men keep theirs cropped shorter?

[bullhorned]

No, that's not it. Men do it because they look like bloody fools with long hair. But there's still some what wear it long all the same.

[Or so he understands in his own version of the world.]

[survivra]

I didn't realize you were so concerned about your vanity.

[bullhorned]

I ain't. Else I'd have cut my own hair by now. [His was not quite so long as hers was, but it had started to become unruly enough that it threatened to get in his eyes.

[survivra]

I wish that were so easy, or I'd have done it myself, too. If it bothers you, you can pretend I'm a boy until it grows back, or I'll be sure to watch my disposition and send whoever cut it to make sure you've the same chance to cut yours.

[ she has a weird sense of humor ]