[ The look Daylight is giving him is... uncomfortable.

Wrathions fingers tap against his arm again, and he begins to pace a little. ]

He will recover, but I have... concerns. While he was being held they cut his hair short. A few days previous, he had been messaging me discussing the length of my hair and if it should be cut -- I asked why mine should and not his.

[ And now, this. Wrathion works his jaw a little, trying to control his frustration.

You see the issue, Daylight. ]