>"I guess you weren't particularly vain or judgmental back in the old days?"
>"Ahh, I had my faults, to be sure, as we all do. But I was never too concerned with my appearance compared to those around me. I wanted to be a warrior before anything else. But, as for being judgemental, that, I am afraid, is something of a different matter." she finishes, a touch wistfully.
>Let's have a look.
>Liluye takes a couple of steps back as you examine yourself in the mirror. Normally your hair falls down to just below your shoulder blades when it's not done up in pigtails. Now it falls down an extra three inches or so, down almost to your hips. It also seems to be just a tiny bit lighter in shade, as well, not quite as dark a brown as it was. While it appears thicker, wavier, more voluminous, it feels lighter despite this. You think it's even cleaned now, like you'd just got out of the shower. That's some service. And she had a point, too, it really does fit you very well.
>The one thing that sticks in your craw just a bit though, as it seems to do so often, is the thought of Aya. When you saw her, she'd grown her hair out as well, and while yours is still longer, and prettier of course, the thought of following Aya's example again, being inspired by her again, is an unappealing one. That wasn't what you were doing, but you can picture people thinking that about you a bit too easily.
