Even the few snarls in that dark hair weren't too bad; Amélie took good care of it normally and this century had excellent hair products. Eyes falling closed, her breathing settled to something almost shallow - slow and restful - as a part of her unwound into a semblance of relaxation. Amélie especially liked having another work on her hair as the sensation of nails grazing her scalp was rather enjoyable.

Okay... she'll forgive Sombra.

"I used to have it shorter." Murmured words that broke the silence after a few indulgent moments.