[ With him being close to her, albeit behind her, she can figure out that he needs some time to think about what to say after that "hey". Weiss stays attentive despite how relaxing it is having her scalp massaged by the brush while her hair is being combed. Honestly, if they didn't talk to one another, Weiss could easily lean back and fall asleep on him. (Literally.) ]

Your hair?

[ You know... she never really paid much attention to it! She did have thoughts from time to time about... "Wynne". Granted, these thoughts were never vocalised or told to anyone, but she was a little bothered that the little girl couldn't properly fix her hair what with those spikes never staying down. That was bothersome. Then again, the Weiss of the future didn't seem all that bothered! Maybe she already threw multiple fits about it before that specific point in time.

As for Cloud's hair, though... ]

It grew longer, didn't it? [ Slowly, she looks back at him to see if she can imagine it right now. She remembers— as if that whole phenomena would be so easy to forget— and pictures it now, tilting her head as she studies the look. ] I think that was a good length.

Any longer would be weird, I think... I like the clean look.

[ Well, for him, anyway! On other people, she guesses longer hair, a more untamed mane, would look good. But... she can't imagine that on Cloud at all. For now, she moves again so she's looking ahead, easier for him to brush her hair some more now that she isn't moving much. ]

Why are you asking?