He looked down at it and said, "It makes me look distinguished."
"Can I pull it out?"
"It would hurt."
"I had to verify that you were right. Now you can see it better. Look how long and curly it is!"
"It was keeping me warm." He looked at me curiously. "Why exactly did you do that?"
"You didn't say 'no'." He rolled his eyes. I rubbed the spot on his chest the hair had come from. "Aw, I'm sorry, you'll be okay. Here." I smoothed the hair down with the others.
"You're putting it back now??"
"I didn't know what else to do with it...."