Vivian opened her eyes and looked at her arms. Kirito had grabbed her wrist as he stood behind her. She turned back and looked at him. Her hair was safe. He had stopped her on time. He looked at the scissors and took them away.

"Cutting them?" He asked. She quickly turned back and wiped her tears. He clicked his tongue in irritation "Why are you crying? You look pathetic when you cry-- just stop."

She laughed "I look pathetic either way so it doesn't really make any difference."

At this point, she had lost something much more important than her life for him. She didn't sacrifice her hair but...