Tavyna startled a bit as he pulled the brush from her hands and began working on her hair himself. A deep blush coated her cheeks and she tried to hide it even though the mirror was right in front of her. Glancing upwards, she noted Nassir's scowling look and the flash of amber before his gaze returned to it's normal color. Was he angry with her? She bit her lip a bit as he worked through her long locks.
The touch of his hands on her head and through her hair was rather relaxing as she waited for him to finish. Every muscle seemed to loosen up the longer he worked her hair. After a moment, she realized that the long dark locks seemed to look cleaner than normal. Her eyes widened a bit. Had Nassir done that? She smiled as she drew a hand full of finished hair to her nose and took a deep breath. The strands felt so soft. Tavyna laughed a bit.
"For an irritated djinni, you have such a sweet spot. Thank you." she teased, glancing up at him with her hair still up against her nose. Her lips curled into a grin as she watched him carefully.
She did as she was asked though, waiting for him to register her teasing him. Looking across the vanity, she spotted an old ring that she hadn't worn in ages. It was still in rather good condition, she'd just not worn the jewelry in so long. A single, dull gray stone sat upon the ring. Picking that one, she gave it to the djinni wondering what it was he was going to do with it.
She turned to face him as she gave him the ring, "That's true enough, but what do you think he would do to me? You can't do much if you're under the rule of someone else now can you?" Even as she spoke, she had hope for what he was going to do, a bit of an idea popping into her head. She could almost tell what he wanted to do with the ring, "You're going to make it look like this one aren't you?" Tavyna continued, pointing to Nassir's vessel that was resting on her fore finger.