"None of the usual blacks and reds did it for you?" He asks, arching an eyebrow.

It's an interesting tidbit, though. Apparently there aren't a lot of other people like her back home. It goes certain distance towards explaining the cold distance she seems to regard the world with.

As for painting his claws ... well, there's an idea that's never occurred to him.

"Maybe another time. Somehow, I don't think I'd pull it off as well as you do."