"Your hair is orange again, are you not going to dye it?"
Inside the tank, Rhie was looking at Delcie who was writing notes on the table just next to her tank.
As she was under extensive health-care, Rhie could not do anything except watch the people go in and out of the room.
To keep her from being bored, Delcie often comes over to check on her and do some of her paperwork in the room.
"I wish I could dye it again, but I'm way too busy these days."
Since it was pointed out, Delcie grabs a few strands of hair and looks at the deep purple dye fading into orange.
"I always forget to ask, why did you dye your hair? Is there any special reason to it?"
Delcie pauses for a bit and turns her chair to Rhie.
While crossing her arms, she tries to remember the reasons with a groan.
"It's not really that interesting."
"Any story right now will be."