"Nay, ye don't put bar soap in your hair, I'm not an animal; that's shampoo on sale and tap water."

Yeah that hair is a disaster, as dry as the desert with a thousand split ends a thousand times over. He waves Tannusen's hand away with a pronounced, frankly comical scowl.

"I ain't got the time nor the money for vain frippery." Like, you know, conditioner. Pure hedonism right there, it's true.