Believe me when I say this, K'thisru. Any opinion that you might have will not tarnish the inspiration you and your sister have left me.

[ He finally removes his hand from the top of her head and lets it rest against his side. The staff remains on his back, tucked away unneeded for now. Yet, he can start to feel the strain on his person for the magicks needed to project himself as he has. His crystal hand quivers slightly, but he is keen to hide it. ]

Ah, I see... so you are naturally dark haired like your sister. [ The Crystal Exarch tilts his head back in thought. Hm. One can never truly know ones hero if they have only met them once. ] Regardless, this look suits you more, I think. If I am not too bold to say so.