Better? [He's -- thrown by that, and doesn't bother hiding it. They're both her, how could one be better than the other... but on some level, he understands her question. And on some level it's just not worth trying to figure out what she wants to hear, she's already cuddled close and in his lap for the gods' sake, so he's feeling confident enough to just talk without overthinking, a rare move for someone so cerebral and careful.]
Your blonde form is more what I'm used to, maybe, and it would be lying to say I didn't notice how you look in that form. But -- well, you're just as noticeable like this, and you don't get to show it to a lot of people so it's... special. [His tone softens just then, yes the good kind of special.]
So, I guess, this form. If I had to pick. But that doesn't mean... I don't want you to think you have to be one or the other.
[Well, if he's gonna get slapped and kicked out at least he's dry enough to get home without catching a cold.]