[ Resident fashion critic Lelouch gives the roots a -- slightly amused stare. You're not the first one he's seen with different hair, but you are the first one he's seen with such an easy-to-track difference. He's starting to think he knows what it means.
...Curse this place and the way it makes him so much less inclined to frantic mental computations.
Lelouch waves, light. ]
How's the water? [ By which he means the ocean. Though he's far from dressed for a swim, Lelouch is eyeing the water with less active reluctance than he did back in Marina, where the idea of swimming just seemed -- as it usually does -- exhausting. ]