Zelda continued to listen, happy to see MarKus light up as he talked about his work. Her gaze was clear and confident as she smiled up at MarKus. "That makes sense though I'm not sure I could do it."

Her eyes went to the tips of his hair nothing their burnt ends. She loved her hair and had gotten the beautiful golden locks from her mother. Her hand absently went to her hair pulling it over her should and gently petting the soft locks.

"I'm sure I could pull my hair to the side but.." Zelda didn't want to be shallow but she didn't want to lose anything that reminded her of her mother.