She smiled up at him sheepishly. "I did not want to interrupt." It would have been rude! Besides, he seemed to be carrying a lot of emotional weight on his shoulders. Better to get that out while he had the chance.

Seeing no point in arguing, she smiled and handed him the brush by the horribly shaped handle and turned around, loosening the half undone braid of her hair as she did so. Feet of long, ivory locks cascaded down her back and onto the disheveled sheets of the bed. "I know it is...a lot." But not terribly knotted. So it should be fine. "Thank you, Felix."