Kit tilted his head slightly, watching the other man's barely-hidden distress over his hair. He wondered, passingly, what the original color had been. He nodded at Kayao's introduction, opening his mouth to respond when a lady interrupted with a mission to embrace the floor. This was accomplished with the help of her obliging chair. Kit blinked down at her for a split second, violet eyes unreadable. Then the dark hair flopped into his face as he crouched down next to her, partially obscuring his eyes. "I'd say that chair had had quite enough of you, m'lady." Kit said with a joking manner as he held out a hand to help her to her feet. "Are you alright?"