[An exceptional friendship. That was the easiest way to quantify it, a rather mismatched pair that had grown friendly all the same; but Hubert casts his proverbial net a little wider, still fishing, even as he continues deft work with fingers threading through Ferdinand's hair.

The braid is neat, but not too tight. Loose enough to not pretend to tame this man's impossible mane.]

I'm certain you would have found someone else to share your tea with, and to braid your hair, if I could not have filled that spot for you.