Kahlil gives him a wry grin when he earns the laugh. But he can kind of understand. It reminds him of the posters or ads in magazines he'd see in Nayeshi. Photos of men and women with skin so smooth they were pore-less. Perfect, bright white smiles. All of them thin and ageless in ways that didn't look real.

Of course it does make him wonder about Yennefer, but she is striking in a way that still seems human to him. It makes him assume she must not have had to do much or anything at all to her appearance.

That last part makes Kahlil laugh.

"The Singularity does seem to have certain preferences with us. Have you seen how many good-looking young men are running around the castle? And all the redheads..."

More than the average number in any given population.

He shakes his head though, still smiling but a bit wistfully now. His appearance is a complicated thing for reasons that he doesn't like talking about. Nowadays, generally, his ego enjoys the compliments.

"It was part of my job not to stand out too much."