Ahn-Bo blinked at the question. What did trust have to do with anything? Did Jin think he cared how well it would turn out if he did allow it to be cut? The old Ahn-Bo he’d known would have-especially because cutting your hair in Joseon just wasn’t done-and he’d taken pride in his good looks. Now, the thought had never even crossed his mind.

“Ne?” he said instead of asking any specific questions. If his friend wanted to chop off his hair, then so be it. Whatever it took to convince Jin to leave as soon as possible.