He leans forward and stares at them for a long moment; his are dark, almost as dark as they are normally, but hers are, yes, green. "EHHH... THEY WILL BE LIKE THAT IN A FEW YEARS," he stumbles out. "IT'S NOT SUCH A BIG DEAL."

The costume is not so good as to pick up that he is blushing under his thick grey skin and the narrow layer of hologram. All he has to do is lean back and look away as if he is maximumally nonchalant.