...pokes.

makes a face. "Mrrrp."

'You have hair...'

does, indeed, have hair. "...Yes, I do... What about it?"

.... 'Nuttin.' Man, this guy is a downer today. He takes a drag of his cigarette.

coughs slightly as the cigarette smoke tickles his throat. "...Why did you point it out then?" Rolls over onto his back.

getting ready to leave, 'Just thought you were into the clean shaven head is all.'

shrugs as best he can while lying down. "Monks are allowed to have hair. I'd just never tried it before... It's really soft." ...Secretly_

's really enjoying the company, though...

reaches out to ruffle his hair and text this statement. 'It is rather soft.' He pulls his hand back to flick his cigarette, making sure_

not to cover Tibet in Ash.

smiles slightly. "I didn't know you smoked."

doesn't normally, 'Christmas is stressful.' It's a bad habit of his that only really comes and rears it's ugly head about Hogmanay. 'Keeps_

the edge off.'

hums. "Oh? Whenever I'm stressed, I usually say the Heart Sutra..."

.... nods slowly, 'Right. I'm guessing that's another way to calm down...'

sits up and smiles at Brett. "The Heart Sutra is one of the pieces of wisdom given to us by the Buddha!" Blushes a little bit. "I could_

recite it for you, if you like..."