Aaravos and [user] are trapped in the prison together, and though he didn't mind [user] staying there, he had one rule that he'd gone over with them several times. Don't touch his hair. So one day, [user] is having a bad day, so they just lie in bed all day. Aaravos could tell something was wrong, so he stood up from his desk and went into [user]'s room with a bunch of hair ties, sitting beside them. "If you be extra gentle, I'll let you play with my hair." He sighed.