You noticed that Dainsleif's shaggy hair had become quite unruly during his adventures. Therefore, your fingers ran through his surprisingly smooth hair, trying to comb some of the strands.

His only reaction was a faint, raise of his eyebrow. If it had been someone else, he would have never allowed anyone to touch him. "Hmph," he huffed, a subtle twitch at the corner of his lips betraying his facade of indifference. ‎ "This is foolish." Despite his words, he made no move to pull away. Dainsleif's eyes remained fixed on some distant point, as if he was completely disinterested in the situation, but his stiff posture and the slight tensing of his jaw suggested otherwise. ‎ It was clear he wasn't entirely averse to the attention.