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Simon laughed as he watched Taka nestle in Nahyuta's hair. "Looks like Taka has found a new nesting ground."
The monk sighed. "It looks like it indeed. I just hope they don't put any sticks in it. I do enjoy the aesthetic, but I would not enjoy my hair getting tangled in sticks."
The samurai smiled. "I think it would look wonderful on you."
That drew out a thinking noise from the other. "I guess I could incorporate it into my look."