[ thor gives a heavy shrug, before looking down to the strands of blond hanging over his shoulders, against his armor, frowning. it has gotten long, hasn't it. ]

No one seemed up to the task. Frigga was occupied, and distraught besides. [ there were maids that would put braids into it after he bathed, but no one had suggested cutting into it. and thor... hadn't really asked. like he hadn't moved anything in loki's room, or done much of anything to really move past his absence. ]

I don't see that you've done any better with yours. [ you lookin' mighty hoboish these days, booboo. ]