Cheng nodded eagerly, handing the rose back. "In my hair? It won't be too heavy, you think? I was thinking of setting it up like a guan, that way it'll be safe."

Looking around, he picked the closest seat by them and sat, beaming at Riley in the process. The thought of having something of Riley on his person, twined in his hair had more meaning to him than he thought it originally would. It was almost like they braided their hair together. And that idea wouldn't leave his head, either.