Honestly, Halle didn't see too much difference in Orion's appearance from that of other travelers. Maybe his overall impression was a little more "wild" than the humans in general, but not in a bad way. Or maybe she was just biased; she was pretty fond of his appearance, at this point. She also didn't consider the visual dichotomy they presented: a tall, somewhat unkempt man with a small, very well-kept woman. Dark and light, mellow and bubbly.
Well, usually bubbly. Orion's arm around her shoulder might have made her feel better, but Halle was nowhere near as perky as usual. Cambodia might have been lovely and the food great, but the atmosphere wasn't working for her at all. "I know. I think I'd know if it was the real deal, and you would know because we'd be moving on pretty quick, but... I still don't love it."
It was comfortable to let him lead her away, though – although she found herself smirking at another reminder popping up so quickly. "At least no one's trying to exorcise you?" She considered the statue for a moment, but then allowed the next stall to draw her attention – there were more girly things there, things made out of patterned silk, clutches and purses and tops, and other goods made out of delicate paper and wood. A minute or so later, she was the owner of a pretty new fan, one that she flipped open.
Cambodia was also way too warm. "Well, I'm glad to know that I can out-pretty Ghede," she smiled, nudging him gently with a shoulder. "And that I make the list. But you should have more friends, I agree with your Baba. You're nice – there isn't a reason not to."