[Fugo pauses by Trish's dresser and carefully selects a comb. Specifically for her hair, not one of the tail combs. He gets the feeling she would be very annoyed if he tried to comb her head hair with a tail comb and ... honestly, if their positions were reversed, he would have the same opinion.]

Make sure to hold still while I'm working. I'll be as careful as I can but if I come across a tangle and it tugs, flinching will just make it hurt worse.

[What's this lecture about, huh? It's almost as if Fugo has been asked to comb someone else's hair in the past. Someone who was not very good at sitting still and had very little patience for tugs of any sort.

Anyway. Despite his warning, when Fugo does reach for Trish's hair his touch is slow and incredibly gentle. He isn't combing it in the traditional sense, rather, using the comb as a tool to help him get a closer look, section-by-section, at what's going on in her hair.]