[he is still fairly red, but all too happy to avoid his earlier fluster and just be a little giddy inappropriately chattery] Oh-- Yes. [reaching up to brush it loose of his hair himself, smiling at her, ehe] Please don't worry about it. It's a mess, anyway. You do too, but it looks -- nice on you.
[darting a glance at Link and stepping back, self-consciously] I have to go, though. I think.