Zubin sat on the floor, his back pressed up against the couch as you sat on the couch, braiding his hair.

“Is my hair even long enough to braid?”

Zubin asked, although the answer was obviously yes. He underestimated the length of his emo hair, apparently. He used his hand to measure the length of his hair, just trying to see for himself, without turning his head since you were braiding some of his hair.