Sael stared at his reflection in the mirror half examining his new haircut. Ara had trimmed it back down to just shoulder length. He'd told her she could cut it however she wanted but claimed she liked his 'dashing' long hair, her words not his. She'd even found a tie and pulled it back for him, he'd been unable to figure out how to use a non-elastic hair tie. "Twenty Two." He was forcing himself to repeat each of the names in his head. He wished he could put a face with each one but only a few were known to him. Since it made their deaths weigh even more on him perhaps it was better he didn't.