"Really?" Mina is curious. "Why are you interested in Inric's hair?" Jakin asks, more confused than anything. "I have not seen such long hair," Ylva says. "At home, um, nobody has it so long." "He's coming," Jakin says, hearing Inric's footsteps coming through the arch. "Shh!" The rising tension is burst by the sight of Inric's usual long scruffy braid. "Aw..." Ylva says, disappointed.