She puts the mask on as well.

"Such masterwork cannot go to waste." — Jen said and separated the front and back halves of the mask. Then she rubbed the inner surface. There were six holes: one for the neck, one for the hair (she found the rubber scrunchie inside), two for two nostrils and two eyes. The ears were going to be pressed to the head with a special mini-device. No softening distractions. Just one hundred percents of everlasting stainless steel, perfectly shaped to fit her head in and hold it inside till the end of time.

"And you want that... no, you NEED that." — said the voice, and the girl waited no longer before placing her pretty cheeks into their new hard wrapping. Perfect fit from neck to the top. Jen hurried to stuff her hair into a single bun, even though her bob haircut was not very cooperative, pushed it through the hole in the back of the mask and pushed the two halves together with ****. Two metal clasps from each side met with a crunching sound, and with both halves united, the girl felt the pressure it was applying to each millimeter of her head.

The thing felt even heavier than she felt it while holding it in her hands, probably because her neck muscles were not too strong. She crawled to the closest wardrobe wall and admired the smoothness of the steel devices she now wore with her fingers.

"Mmph!" — Jen moaned into the mask and realized it would not allow her to open her mouth even a slightest bit. She could barely hear the muffled sounds she made, as the thick pieces of steel covering her ears were also getting in the way.

Very well, sweetheart. But we have so much room for progress! Let's get our hands on other things we can get."