( aspen crouches neatly before him, his gentle expression screaming kindness even with the mischievous glint in his blue-violet eyes. his silver hair pools behind him, and he rests his elbow on his knee, cupping jan's chin in his delicate hand. )

Thank you. You're cute yourself. Though... you seem frazzled. Your hair's a little...

( that hand on his chin goes to tenderly stroke his hair back into place. )

How did you find yourself like this?