[Hershel stares with the concentration of someone who was doing everything in his power to get this answer right. Was Wirt bald? He hesitates, patting Wirt's head slowly after a moment before letting out a deeply relieved sigh.]

It's okay, your hair made it. [He answers, glancing at the snarling, toothed beast Wirt had thrown aside.] ... I'm sorry about your hat though. It was a lovely hat, once. You really can't tell how children will turn out.

[What does that even mean.] It's okay, Wirt, you did all you could.