Thor watches Amelia work in relative quiet, sipping at his coffee, a nostalgic look in his eye as the braids take shape. It's not exactly identical, but the style she's chosen for Sigrid reminds him of how his mother wore her hair at times. Just having this time to sit and worry about nothing more than keeping the ravens from raiding any unattended breakfast pastries, or going after the bits of ribbon that aren't being used just yet, is doing him well as he looks quite a bit more relaxed than he was when Amelia arrived.

Even though she can clearly see her sister's hair, Una still peers over Sigrid's arm at the picture on the phone. The older girl looks pleased with her hair, not spending nearly as long as Una to look it over. "It's very pretty. Thank you, Lady Amelia."

Eindrid still seems fairly drawn to the television, which is still on, but Agnarr looks reluctant to go first. The toddler's hair isn't quite long enough to do something elaborate, but it seems unlikely he'll mind much. Sigrid hops up out of the chair and holds her arms out to the little boy, who lets her pick him up without much fuss. "Come on, Ein, we need to do your hair so you can be pretty like us."