"Shame." He does get it. Long hair can be incredibly impractical at times, but he likes the look, however impossible it is to do anything with. Feels wild, free. Unrestrained by normal conventions, even if longish hair wasn't all that rare for men of his time. There's just something about hair whipping about in the wind, or as someone pivots and dances through a swordfight that just looks...fucking cool.

"Fuckers probably didn't know how to fight with long hair and thought no one could. Your body, your rules, mate. Gut 'em if they don't agree."

He fished out a few more beads that seemed to fit with her aesthetic and pushed them over to her pile.