"Well, you've got back most of it." Mary felt almost guilty ad the notion of exploring him, getting to know his true body until she was as familiar with it as her own, but he was to be her husband. Guilt wasn't necessary.
His kiss felt very much the same; it made her breath quicken and head go a bit dizzy, and she kissed him again before moving to get her scissors. "Mmm, too short, and it'll puff up too much." She brushed through his hair, leaving it dry before starting in with the scissors.