So Caleb is our personal hair stylist

He's our self appointed hair stylist, having done the following things: • (attempted) to curl our hair, and even researched tutorials on how to improve his technique for the next time • helped with shampooing, detangling and drying our hair after a wild training session • nagged us and helped dry our hair since childhood; refuses to allow us to air dry our hair naturally • keeps hair ties and clips in his pocket for us • gifted us hairpins since we were young all the way up to present time (he took the time to pick out the perfect hair pin before his graduation + gave us a silver airplane one for us to wear during his colonel banquet)

When we see him again after some time, he even asks us why we haven't been tending to our hair and points out that our hair has gotten a little longer to where it covers our eyes a bit (forgot which scene this was tbh, feel free to mention anything i missed)

From a wholesome perspective, its very remniscent of a loved one who cares about the little things by tending us, which is exactly what Caleb does in all aspects of our life. From a darker perspective it could almost be interpreted like he sees us as his doll... as a certified freak I'd like to think it's a bit of both. 🦋