"Mmm," Riku allowed, and lay his head against the Prince's. "She really doesn't remember much about Trabia. Nothing about her parents, generally, and only a little about her brothers, and being stolen. I don't want the Trabians being here to make her feel bad... like what she had to do to survive makes her in any way inferior to them."
Namine was, for most intents and purposes, Balambish. That she was even worrying about how her hair was worn was silly. Riku sometimes wore his in Trabian ways, because he was pointing out his heritage. But he wasn't trying to use to to justify himself.
"I wonder just how much he actually looks like me."