(mhm? it takes him a moment to realize what exactly does she mean, and then he looks around a beat, two beats... oh, yeah. that's right.)

These are not my people. I don't really care - and it's nothing much for me to see something like this. People may think of you as a monster, but people who know me are sure of it. If you don't want to wash your hair, don't complain later when it stains, okay?