[The question he chooses surprises her, but she can't help but grin brightly. That was something easy to answer, and rather charming to boot. It eases her greatly, or at least enough to not be in a sloppy panicky mess as she conjures him in her mind's eye.]

Ah, his most striking feature is his long, soft white hair. [She gestures as to fluff imaginary hair. Her hand is slightly trembling, but no matter.] Given that he sleeps in that helmet of his, it defies expectation that it has so much volume.