Denver was still totally a girl, even though right now she looked all dude. She was still saucy, and full of attitude, and she still liked giving Eli a hard time. Which could only mean she was still the same on the inside.
Rolling on his side to face Denver, Eli propped his head up on one hand. "Yeah?" he asked, quirking a brow. "Is it all deformed or something? Or like, a weird color? I once heard that someone's was creepy purple, is it like that?"