Sage fussed and tried escaping from the brushing. She liked her hair a little unruly, or maybe a lot unruly. It just looked so stiff and not natural when it was so smooth. Braiding was okay, though, the interlocking weaves looked cute and tough if you did it right!<br/><br/>Sage made an assenting sound as she took her mothers hand. Both hands locking around hers in a tiny grip. She'd behave, at least for today and until it was time to play or something. Aiko wasn't the only one who wanted today to go smoothly, after a fashion.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Just focus on what you want, first of all. Then we can work back if its an issue."</span>Tarrok decided. Took the book back out and offered it to his son.<span style="color: #0080FF">"Go on and knock yourself out, kid."</span><br/><br/>Not that it would be an issue, chances were. Living from job to job like he had been had made the saiyan damn good at balancing his books. Tarrok had accounted for spending like this on occasion even before he'd found this place. He might not have been a far out planner, but he was good at covering for contingencies.