[ And it's been a long time since Albedo combed anyone else's hair - well, Klee notwithstanding. She comes back from her various...adventures with all matter of sticks and bugs in her hair, that Kaeya's seems tame in comparison, even if it's much longer. It's a nice color, too, a unique shade that Albedo is already carding through his paints in his mind and pondering which he would combine to match this exact color.

But he's getting distracted.

With precision and care, he begins his task, standing behind the couch so Kaeya's hair fans out over the back, a veritable waterfall for him to work through. The bath took care of the worst of it, but Albedo is still careful as he pulls the brush through the other man's hair, working out snarls and leaves both. ]

Yours is a little better taken care of than Klee's, I'll give you that. Though I suspect you have less of a tendency to set yourself on fire.