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[tenthstreetbred]

[That gets another gentle laugh out of Shepard, with a few awkward undertones.]

I don't think I'm the kind of person who could pull off a crown. Don't go out of your way for me.

[catpiper]

[It's already Done in her mind, sorry Shep. And since there's a 0% chance she won't look dashing in a beautiful seashell crown, she takes that statement literally. She could absolutely pull off a crown? It's easy. That's what arms are for. Reach up and take the crown off when you sleep, put it back on when you're awake. Simple. ]

If you can't 'pull it off' I'll help you. I know how to take off crowns. So it's okay.

[tenthstreetbred]

[Shepard laughs for about 20 seconds straight at that. There's a murmured "shoulda seen that comin" and another little chuckle before she returns to the conversation proper.]

Well, I should be fine in your capable hands. Thank you, Ren.

[catpiper]

[That's right, expect her to go down the dumbest possible path. The gratitude is appreciated, the laugh a welcome sound, and this combination of factors fuels her with a determination unlike any other. She will make sure Shepard never gets anything stuck in her hair. Ren is Here.]

Do you live on the islets? In those houses?

[tenthstreetbred]

I do, yeah. Islet 5. Do you live on the islets?

[Thank you Ren, you're her Hair Savior.]

[catpiper]

[Giving Ren this ammo is something Shepard will regret one day. Can't take it back now, enjoy a cursed child randomly popping into the shack at all hours.]

No, we live on the big island.