[carefully adjusts his position - you have no idea, Rin-chan - or perhaps you do - how hard it is for him to NOT settle down on your bed and just. Not. Move.]
[combs through her hair again and splits it into sections, weaving it together into a plait that sits over her shoulder. His arms feel weak and shaky, and his fingers won't quite comply, so he can't braid as neatly as usual, but it should hold. Or at least keep the worst of it off her face and the back of her neck]
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[combs through her hair again and splits it into sections, weaving it together into a plait that sits over her shoulder. His arms feel weak and shaky, and his fingers won't quite comply, so he can't braid as neatly as usual, but it should hold. Or at least keep the worst of it off her face and the back of her neck]
…you need anything? Anything I can get?