“There’s a razor in the bathroom upstairs, you can use my shower for the moment. And, since you do kind of need it, I can cut your hair if you need the help. I usually do.” Eliza smiled. When people came to town, it wasn’t uncommon for them to want to look, well, civilized.<br/><br/>“I’d love to. I don’t want to ask anyone else, waste bullets, but if you’re already teaching people...” She nodded, running a hand through her hair as she picked up his uniform, inspecting it. “It’ll definitely need a wash first. And as for the whiskey, go get showered and shaved, then we’ll see.” Alcohol was a bit of a luxury, but she had a decent stockpile. She mostly used it to disinfect wounds, but she could spare some. It wasn’t like she was some heavy drinker.