I- I- I'm s- so sorry, I'm, just, um, not used to my hair being this long, and, and, m- my apologies, [That was two different ways to apologize and judging by what little Valmont can see of her face, Yasu is currently trying to brainstorm a third.

If Valmont is mortified, Sayo's bones are already bleaching in the sun at the thought of someone so obviously high-class attending to her. It's a wonder that she hasn't fainted from embarrassment already. But with how dire the situation is, she can't refuse to help.]

I just, um, wanted to look good f- for once for the, er, dance, but my hair got super messy and I broke two brushes and... [Oh, no, she's sniffling.]