She had wondered, honestly, what it would like when he blushed. If it would just be a deeper blue or if the red of his cheeks would actually turn purple underneath that skin tone. It's fascinating. He reminds her, almost, of ice apparitions and their trademark blue hair and porcelain skin. A bit different, perhaps, but... He's the closest thing to a yokai that she's ever seen since Charlie.

Her eyes dip a little at that thought. Charlie. Hm. Well, she lifts her gaze back up and smiles. "I mean, as long as you're alright with being called that then... I guess I'll use it, too." Mutant. Starts with 'm,' like monster. But she likes their term better, even if it might have some negative connotations behind it. She wonders if someday 'demon' might be adopted by her kind as a good word rather than bad.

"I'm guessing that means there's a lot of you though. Are you all blue, or-?"