Prower-Graves hadn't thought of it in those terms, and his face twitched and moved in odd ways as he contemplated her words. "Hmmnnnnn..." he murmurred, as he rubbed his chin and then made a slight face as he realised he needed a shave again too. "I swear, there must be some sort of time machine that's making my face get so hairy so fast." he muttered, before getting back to the matter at hand. "Well, I can see your point, Misa." he said, as he once again took his had off, and this time ran a finger around the inlaid golden braid on the visor. Steam visibly rose off the top of his head for a moment. "And that's also true, too. The thing about meeting aliens for the first time; certainly glad they were more pleasant than the Gammalons, I have to say."