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His eyebrow is a twitching adversary; his face, unsurprisingly blank.
“Cresthorn’s appearance?” He repeats the question as though attempting to discern greater meaning from it. “I’m not sure what it is you expect me to say. She is human - female - and young in her years, even by her own people’s standards. She looks the part as well,” he adds after a moment of afterthought, “though I would not say that it is child-like so much as… well, clearly young. If you’re trying to glean whether I’d deem her to be attractive or not, I can professionally advise you that I do not hold such opinions regarding those in my flock.” A moment of pause and a lazy half-grin, brief. “…if I were to hold such opinions, however, I would say that she is plenty attractive in her own right.”
The next question finds his eyebrow again doing that slight arching dance before it mellows alongside his jaw.
“Her personality is… interesting,” he hums after a moment of consideration. “Charming in plenty of ways I’m sure; outspoken and perhaps even naive in others. She is a mouthy sort, and much of the things she likes to state appear to involve deriving enjoyment out of the possible assumption of being ‘better.’ But that is quite normal, I’d say,” he grins, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Humans often appear to think their skills are leagues beyond their lifespan.”