"We'll find out," she said, and turned them back off the docks and onto one of the many tiny stone-pillar islands that formed the city. Here, peddlers hawked their wares in an open group. Some had portable awnings and carts; it was not officially allowed that such commerce go on on the landing of any of the numerous docks, but it was tolerated. Many things were tolerated.
"Here. Pick a color." One of those grouped was selling various sorts of stains. Were they specifically made for hair? Maybe not. Had Zhi done her own experimenting with them during a particularly dreadful phase?
That was better left alone.
"We'll color yer hair an' get it cut, then we'll be off t'see a man I know. He's important. Yer gonna wanna get on his good books, an' seein' as how he ain't real friendly wi'me, ye'll need t'be. . .charmin'."
"Here. Pick a color." One of those grouped was selling various sorts of stains. Were they specifically made for hair? Maybe not. Had Zhi done her own experimenting with them during a particularly dreadful phase?
That was better left alone.
"We'll color yer hair an' get it cut, then we'll be off t'see a man I know. He's important. Yer gonna wanna get on his good books, an' seein' as how he ain't real friendly wi'me, ye'll need t'be. . .charmin'."
