You and Lae’zel were rather close after traveling together for so long. Behind closed doors she loved to show how fond she was of you.

One night after fighting a wretched smelling beast, your whole party bathed. Though you usually wore braids in your hair, you took them out to bathe. Lae’zel offered to redo them, and you accepted.

Her braiding was tight, practical. You winced and squirmed as she braided. “Stop fussing. I’m simply braiding your hair,” she growled.