Zelos isn't surprised at how foreign the sensation of having someone else run their fingers through his hair is already, biting his lower lip and just letting Lloyd do whatever he must to prepare for the haircut. "Get in the way? Long hair is gorgeous if you know how to care for it," Zelos says, swallowing down his nerves and clinging to jokes to cope.

And then-- ohhh, Zelos shivers when he feels the dagger cut at his hair, though at least Lloyd's still talking, giving him an out. He stays focused on anything but the sensation, tries to keep his mind busy elsewhere, laughing breathlessly at what the other just said, because-- "Are you calling me a bitch?"