"I didn't realize you had haircutting knowledge." Hershel teased but it was pretty good advice, so he'll take it. He started snipping here and there, trying to make sure everything was even and not a wonky mess. It was a puzzle or something, fifteen picarats.

"True... the other teams don't follow the pattern either, really." Then again Clive's original team was gone, whoops. He frowned a bit at that, he was kind of worried the whole fainting thing stressed Clive out and reminded him of that but hey, he'd go make sure Clive was okay later. Haircutting now. "I guess it is all random, or seems so. I still can't understand why we were chosen for this at all. Simon was telling me after the robot fiasco that he thinks he's here to... well, fail, I suppose, as if we were all individually chosen to add something different to the group."