[Sakamoto, on the other hand, makes no attempt to hide his gaze, staring intently and lovingly at the other man's face though he's averted his eyes. His smile widens as he takes in Zura's quietly pleasant expression, something he's seen before even if it never really seemed to last. The merchant says nothing about this, but he fondly remembers some of their first conversations, and how it had the other had been the first of the three to smile at one of his idiotic comments.]
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H'oh? Really?
[He's feigning surprise to be facetious.]
Then I'll wash yer hair for ya.
That is, if you'll let me.