Clare the Barber
Helen: Now remember I only want a trim.
Clare: Yeah yeah a trim. Ok ready?
Helen: Yep.
Clare: How's that?
Helen: Thanks! Yuma it's your turn now.
Yuma: I don't wanna go!
Helen: Oh come on! Clare cuts hair great!
Clare comes over to Yuma and drags her to the chair with Yuma kicking and screaming all the way.
Back at the cave
Miria: Helen! What happened to you?! You're all bloody!
Helen: Clare cut my hair. It's perfectly straight! She used the wind cutter to give me a trim.
Miria: Why?!
Helen: Because you put Clare on hair cutting duty remember? Yuma is getting her hair cut now.
Miria: Oh no! I have to save her!
Somewhere else where no one can hear your screams
Clare: Ok Yuma you wanted to cut a bit off the bottom?
Yuma: Yes… (Yuma is cowering in the chair with her hands over her eyes.)
Clare: Ok! Here we go! (Yuma starts whimpering.)
Miria: NO STOP!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! (Yuma: I'm saved!!!)
Clare: Cutting Yuma's hair.
Miria: CLARE! THAT'S NOT THE CORRECT WAY TO CUT HAIR!
Miria had run in to see Yuma cowering and whimpering in the chair with her hands over her eyes and Clare standing behind her with her claymore raised above their heads getting ready to swing.
Clare: Why? I use a nice swing to cut a lot of hair and the wind cutter to trim small lengths.
Miria: You could kill someone like that! Helen came back all bloody!
Clare: Bloody, but not dead.
Clare was never allowed to cut hair ever again. EVER!!!