Rogue nodded but didn't say anything further, already deciding on her design as she carefully undid the old braids and knots that he'd worn for years. She combed through his hair with her fingertips after that, careful not to brush his scalp with her skin but enjoying the feeling nonetheless.

It was slow going with her sore arm, but things were made quite a bit easier with him sitting in the chair. She worked in several thin braids through his hair, and a knot here and there as she went, and finally one slightly thicker braid toward the front of his right side, to signify that he had been her first. Her first true lover, her first wraith, her first meeting in Pegasus. She'd likely never tell him any of that, but it would mean something to her at least. When she was finished, she stepped back to admire her work with a small, satisfied smile. "All done," she announced quietly. It wasn't anything garish or overdone, but the changes were noticeable - she hoped he liked it.