[Slow and steadily, Naoto started selecting strips of her hair, mostly at random, and applying the dye. Wrapping it up with one gloved hand in foil was slightly awkward, but she was starting to find a good method.
'I don't know' seemed to be a trademark Rammsteiner answer, and Naoto resisted the urge to shake her head, even minutely. His question however, had her looking up, meeting his gaze in the mirror. It was a thought.]
Maybe.
[It might go with the disguise, but needles made her a bit apprehensive.]
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'I don't know' seemed to be a trademark Rammsteiner answer, and Naoto resisted the urge to shake her head, even minutely. His question however, had her looking up, meeting his gaze in the mirror. It was a thought.]
Maybe.
[It might go with the disguise, but needles made her a bit apprehensive.]
Did you do yours yourself?