"You have curly hair?“ came a surprised voice from Lokis left. The God of Mischief turned around and came face to face with Hunter B-15, who stood in the doorway of bathroom and stared at him with furrowed brows. "I don`t know?“ replied Loki unsure "Thats just what my hair looks like when its wet“. He gestured to his damp hair that curled around his head and shrugged his shoulders a bit. He had not thought to have a conversation like that after stepping out of the shower and was quite unsure about the results that this this interaction would bring. "How do you style your hair then?“ asked the female TVA-Agent who had a drawing realisation about what Lokis answer would be. Loki squinted his eyes at her and replied carefully "Rub it dry with a towel and then comb it. Then I normally put gel in it, so that it stays straight“. "Does no one on Asgard has a hair texture like you do?“. Loki frowned "No, they all have straight, white-blond hair“. The tought about his childhood-home brought a grimace to his face. "Did anyone ever told you, that you need to care for hair like yours, like mine, differently than for fine, straight hair?“. "I dont think so, but I think it make sense“ the son of Laufey replied and thought about what she had said for a bit. "Well if you always cared for your hair like one would care for straight hair, it makes sense why your hair alway seems greasy and unhealthy“. Loki turned abruptly around and opened his mouth to protest, Hunter B-15 hold up her hand to stop his tirade and said "I do not blame you, that no one ever taught you how to properly care for your hair. This is something that happens quite often, especially in transracial adoptions.“. Loki closed his mouth and regarded her with a strange look. The Agents eyes and posture softened and she told him gently "I could teach you if you want…?“ she left the question open as not to pressure him. A vulnerable look crossed the Gods face "you would?“ he asked, sounding nearly scared and unsure. "I would replied“ the Hunter with emphasis, having made up her mind just seconds before.
„So the first thing you need to know is…“
-2 hours later-
„Oh, new hairstyle?“ asked Mobius who was looking up as he heard Loki entering their shared bureau „looks good“. Loki stood in the doorway and looked rather insecure, but with growing confidence around. His inky black hair fell fluffy and in thick curls aound his face, looking like a mane of midnight coloured hair. Mobius smiled at him and took this new look in. It suited Loki, which he promptly said. Lokis smile looked like the rising sun and a feeling of happiness and acceptance coiled around his very being.