"A small enough kindness in return for that which you've shown me." The Mouse sets the basket of cloths next to her, then studies her for a moment before winding the tip of his tail around the comb and climbing to the back of the couch. "Allow me to assist you with untangling your hair, madam."

He's well aware of how being well-groomed can affect one's mood and outlook, and her poor hands look far too sore to comb out her snarls herself.