I told you to keep your eyes shut.

[Nevertheless, Yuan's pulling Kratos's hair back, and in a moment has a dry washcloth dropped over Kratos's face.]

There. Next time you can rinse your own hair.

[He proceeds without asking, rubbing something else through Kratos's hair now. The scent has a hint of citrus in it, but accompanied by something floral enough to take the sharp edge from it.]

This, however, should help with that tangling.