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Chal laughed, "Big families are the best." It gave him a lot of people to love after all. He listened as the girl told him about her family, then told him who the one called Galene was, "Ohhh, a twin sister, I see. I bet it's a lot of fun to have a twin to play with." He said, giving a smile. His boys were quite the handful when they were later, always butting heads about... everything, as boys were apt to do. He wondered if raising girls was any better? Or was it worse? He couldn't really say.

Shaking his head he said, "Naw, it was a wonderful woman named Keilana that gave me my sons." So the girls were born from lotuses then? He suppose that it made sense given that their mother was an Alkidike. It was nice to see, especially after that last battle in Sauti.

Chalcedony gave a smile, "I thank you for doing my hair for me. Here's to hoping it will help me out in the future." While he wasn't sure if it was going to net him any dates he didn't mind allowing the girl to do as she would with his hair. He had a few sisters that had done the same when he was younger after all, so it wasn't as though he wasn't used to girls making a masterpiece and/or a mess of his long white locks.

"Hm? Oh, a lot of luck I suppose?" Better then explaining the actual reason for why everything had come about he thought to himself, giving a bit of a chuckle. That was a rather strange, interesting, and somewhat stressful time in his life, as well as that of Keilana, and it had landed them in an even more interesting situation. It had all worked out though given that he had really enjoyed raising his sons.

Giving a smile Chalcedony pushed up to his feet, stretching out all over, before he said, "Thank you again for the new hairstyle, Masika, it was very kind of you."

Imagine when he was being called 'uncle' by a child one of his many siblings had he thought to himself for an idle moment before he said, "Well, if we cross paths again and you're not busy the two of you can see what you can do with my hair." A fancy hairstyle from time to time wouldn't hurt, heck, maybe it would prove itself a lucky style? A thought that made him give a little chuckle.

As the Alkdike woman scooped her daughter, who was seeming to grow quite sleepy, Chal swept up his shield as though it weighed nothing at all. He put the shield on his back before giving a smile, "I should get going, I have a few errands to run before I head for home. You have a good day, Masika." He turned and gave the girl's mother a nod, "You too, Masika's mother." He said before he turned to head on his way.

Going around doing his errands with this sort of hair was definitely going to make them interesting errands, but why not? It's not as though he wanted to take all the flowers and beads out, feeling it would be mean to ruin the hard work the girl had done so quickly. He could leave it like this for a while, no harm, no foul after all.