Oop! He's been spotted! He freezes for a moment, green eyes blinking mildly at Azwel. When no protest is forthcoming, he smirks to himself and goes back to his work. It's not quite elf-locks, but he's hardly an expert braider, either.

The smooth texture of the hair is helpful, though. It actually looks pretty decent by the time he's done three little braids the thickness of a pencil. He doesn't have anything to tie off the ends with, though.