" you want to do what ? no ! not my precious beard ! anything but not — "

you gave him a look , sighing . " you need a little shave . c'mon . " you kinda plead , looking up at him .

he mumbles into his beard , sighing deeply . " fine . only this once , but only because my arm is broken and you are right . "

you happily clap your hands together , smiling proudly .