He paused in his hair braiding, though he seemed entirely reluctant to allow the other man to touch his hair. In fact, he didn't let anyone touch his hair.
"My wife gave them to me," he replied, glancing at the ugly pajamas. They weren't even comfortable, either. They were ugly and uncomfortable and he despised them. But they were the only article of clothing his wife had ever given to him, and so he kept them.
His wife asked to play with his hair often, and he only conceded because he loved her so very much. He did not love Charlot, in fact he did not even trust the other man, and so he continued to braid his hair on his own.
"My wife gave them to me," he replied, glancing at the ugly pajamas. They weren't even comfortable, either. They were ugly and uncomfortable and he despised them. But they were the only article of clothing his wife had ever given to him, and so he kept them.
His wife asked to play with his hair often, and he only conceded because he loved her so very much. He did not love Charlot, in fact he did not even trust the other man, and so he continued to braid his hair on his own.