That at least makes him smile, a private thing in the dark, behind his hair. Someone must be able to manage a trim, considering Bodhi's transformation, but Jude could just as easily let it keep going: at this point it curves all the way down to his mouth in a tumble of humid curls.

"I never understood it either." Aurora seems to understand their intent, and he has a hand ready for her head and ears when she walks up to his side. "Lead the way."