Niki looked nonplussed and then started walking after Theodore, not quite ready to wander off on his own yet.
He stopped when Theodore did, a second or two later so he nearly bumped into him. He looked puzzled as well, because he didn't know what Theodore was talking about. "His head?" he said off to the side before his eyes focused on the other young man. "I didn't do anything. To your head. It looks the same to me." Again with the tilting head. "Well. Maybe your hair's. A bit longer?" So was his! A lot longer in fact, as he had worn it fairly short in the days before the war.