Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38464016-20190329043824/@comment-38464016-20190329130650

"Okay. Again, very sorry." He pulls his shirt back on and runs a hand through his hair, then grumbles what might have been a curse. "I'm sorry, miss, but... Do you have a small length of cord I could borrow? It seems the one I use to tie my hair has been lost to the swamps."