[- Oh. The ends of Purple's hair flip up a bit, almost as if Julie's little act outright startled them.
But they're quick to settle back down on their own, falling loose against Purple's shoulders again.]

... I don't, no. But this is something I have come to accept. There is much that I do not know.
But does this mean you have an idea for what to do with my hair? You sound as though you know exactly what you would like to do with it.