Still polyjuiced as Jory, Ari exited the castle, wanting to spend some time on the grounds, as it was a really beautiful May day. Ok, the wind was blowing quite hard, as it usually did in Scotland, but otherwise it was a perfect day. Ariadne was expecting to have her long hair blown in her face but...nothing happened. Then she remembered she had short hair, because she was Jory. She couldn't even pursue her rather annoying habit of twirling her hair absent-mindedly. Hmmm...Ari eventually started to miss being a girl. Sure, it was interesting to impersonate a boy, but in the end, Ari realized it was better to be yourself, even if the realization came over such a trivial matter like hair.