[His humour tends towards dry and sarcastic, so he isn’t surprised his joke flies by Julian. He has the sort of humour you have to learn to register.]

White hair on a young man isn't a common occurrence where I’m from. My hair was red, originally.

[Almost as red as vermilion, just like his mothers.

He pushes a few strands out of his face and into the thick of his hair, which does exactly nothing to prevent them from falling back over his eyes. At some point he’s going to need to think about getting a hairband.]

But I jest. I got this hair about the same time I got these eyes.