Might not keep it trimmed, but I do wash it, Reyes.

[He didn't even move when the hair got him in the chest, taking it in hand as clawed fingers were already coming through it all. Picking out little tangles and signs of them starting, letting his hands warm up to help further dry it all as he worked.

Reaper would no doubt feel that little trick the moment claws grazed his scalp in the combing, snorting faintly.]

Then what's the point of cutting it all off? I can just brush and braid it to keep it our of your way.

[From scalp to the very ends of all of hair claws combed, keeping it moving in his hands to encouraging the drying. Keeping it all smoothed out.]