"Hm? Oh. Yeah, I guess. I wasn't really hiding it so much as it's kind of a pain in the ass if I do a lot of sitting and stuff. Get's yanked a lot, so I'll braid it and tuck it up if I'm trying to be any kind of formal. But I usually leave it down even at work. Like, I'll pull it back, but I don't braid it," the redhead explained, not at all bothered by the doing so. He didn't mind talking, had no problems expressing himself except for in very sensitive things. He was loud, secure - at least on the outside - and completely content to make his presence known.

"I'm going to assume guys with long hair doesn't bother you," Reno drawled with a smirk, sliding a leg onto the bed against Maki's thigh and straddling the teen without any hesitation, leaning over to trail the end of the braid under Maki's nose, over his lips, down his throat and across his chest.

"You gonna have a heart attack?" he grinned, rolling his hips once just because he could.