Maybe, [ allowing the possibility, ] I miss doing it up in braids. I liked the braids.

[ My, what sharp teeth you have, she thinks, watching his eyes. Color and shape both embed somewhere in her consciousness, briefly blotted by memory of them lighter in language, not shade. ]

Oh, you almost got me with that she, [ playful, ] and I'd say, can dance, maybe wouldn't call themselves a dancer. Yours got any tattoos?