"Ah, that is not so bad. Why if I put this on here-" And he does so, wrapping the soft fabric in place with but a few twists of the wrist and nimble work of deft fingers. "And brush your hair like so..."

He combs it into and out of place here and there, gives these locks a light tug, those a quick twist, and the bulk of the headband is hidden and Sabriel has a stylish scarf for an eye patch. "And you are much more lovely. Now give us a smile, mm?"