She pressed her fingertips to her lips, as though she were trying to restrain her smile. Of course, it meant nothing here. And even less in Valeria. But the idea of it...that it was perfectly normal for someone to have green skin. That they could walk about, just like anyone else...it was so beautiful to Ariadne.

So beautiful and so anathema to everything she'd known.

And there was something even more beautiful in Ezra's confusion. That he was so matter-of-fact. It made her like his galaxy a whole lot more.

Shyly, she ducked her head, as she worked to restrain herself. She wanted to giggle, it was so wonderful. "Well," she said, "as someone with blue hair, I think it's a very, very good look!"