[Kratos had, honestly, been expecting to have half of it cut off; though the Sylvaranti from this region, at least, seemed to take great stock in their hair. Kratos supposes that follows, if they mark status with braids, but it's still a strange thought. It does mean he's going to have to pay more attention to his hair, if he's expected to keep it long.]

Alright.

[It sounds as though this will take a while. Kratos makes himself as comfortable as he can in the tub, resting his head back as much as he can without curtailing Yuan's access to his hair. It's been a long time since anyone's handled his hair like this; it's soothing, a leisure only occasionally enjoyed, and only available to him due to his family's wealth.

[A little too soothing, perhaps. Kratos becomes swiftly unaware of how Yuan's task is proceeding as the fatigue sets in, as though in vengeance for how it was denied when he was still standing. Before long Kratos is relaxed in the tub, his eyes sliding shut and his breathing falling to deep evenness.]