Goodness, it really is that long, isn't it. Well, I'll be up to the challenge, if you have the patience. I will try to find you and your hair shortly... [He needed to visit the clinic and inquire about any others who may be in need of him. Without any word on the sick or ailing, he can head around to the woman's home.

Oh dear, he hadn't introduced himself at all. Not that is felt all that appropriate through a... strange magic mirror. Silas still cannot tell the difference between magic and technology, assuming it's a blurry mess here regardless. When he spots some blonde hanging out a window, he'll approach. A gentle wrap of his knuckles on the door, to get her attention. He really hopes to have not caught her too early, how long would it even take to wash all that hair?]