That river in Egypt

He reached up and grabbed her hair gently. He pushed it around trying to figure out how much to use for each of the sections. He seperated 3 parts, and did his best to weave them over eachother in a neat pattern. She felt him tugging and pulling softly, more than she expected but it was probably his first time so she ignored it. She was glad that he was working so hard behind her. She felt like giving him tips, but she wanted to see how he'd do on his own after her instructions. And it was just hair, she could fix it if it wasn't to her liking. And giving it a good go through struggle was maybe even more meaningful than doing it perfectly. She decided to be patient and wait for him to finish in his own time.

"Uhhhh... Miss?"
"Yes Pet? What is it"
"I'm done"
"Hehe not quite Pet"
Rennala held a hairtie over her shoulder, letting Damocles grab it.
"Use that to hold the end, so it doesn't unravel"
"Yes Miss"
He looped it around the end of her hair, trying to replicate the way she usually had it.
"Okay now I'm done Miss"
"Great! How does it look?"