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It felt good, amazing almost, having someone running their hands through his hair in careful strokes. Virgil could certainly understand, now, why people would enjoy a trip to the saloon. When she was finished, Virgil couldn't help but run his own fingers through the hair- immediately feeling the difference. He almost could stop himself from standing, leaning into the mirror as he went to look for visual differences. "Wow." He was unable to contain the exclamation as he saw his reflection. "It looks great. Definitely not what I was expecting."

The sound of a yawn coming from Amelia brought Virgil's attention back to the woman, having curled herself up on top of the bed. "Oh-" Vigril glances around as if he could see the bedrooms from where he stood. "I was assuming I'd take the couch." Amelia yawns again and after a few moments Virgil couldn't help but follow her actions; the contagiousness of yawning. "I could definitely sleep right now," he agreed. The entire day had seemed like a whirlwind. Three bedrooms though... Virgil felt like he'd get lost. "Which bedroom's closest?"