[ charles was seated beside tallulah, her back to him as he combed out her hair and he began to braid it for her. ] you can braid my hair, when im done with yours. if you'd like. [ he was a soft spoken individual, but he still stood firm in what he believed in. ] my mother.. told me that hair is an extension of the soul; it holds memories. its an honor to be trusted to touch another's hair.