Alathorn laughed a bit and shook his head. "It's not about showing my strength, that I don't yell out," he said, obviously straining not to yell. "I've learned that yelling doesn't really help all that much... Only when I receive an injury do I yell as it is not able to be controlled in the thick of battle." He sighed as he forced his muscles to relax in the water. He closed his eyes, for a moment, and let her lesson the pain. At her question of how long he liked his hair he chuckled a bit.<br/><br/>"I prefer it to be long enough to have a ponytail," he answered her question. "Though it is up to you how you want my hair to be cut. If you want it short so that it doesn't get uncomfortable in a helm, then cut it that short. If not then by all means, leave it long." When she prepared to wash him he simply nodded and closed his eyes, willing his entire body to become numb to pain for a while, making sure to place the washcloth she had given him over his crotch area.