When the strand of hair she's just pushed back moves to bid for escape again, Tonio reached up and brushed it back into place with a smile. Holding his arm still, he smiled at the drawn rune inked onto his skin.

"That will be helpful, the loss of my hair would be a great shame. It is my crowning glory. But more importantly that is written magic and you are in luck." Tonio smiled touching the rune written on her skin. "You are in luck that is my forte. Have you tried making touch pieces? With your runes? Something more solid."