"Yeah. Thanks." Olette, feeling somewhat better, stopped chewing at her lip. "Hm.... All I remember about him is that he's blonde and has blue eyes.... Which describes more than half the population here." Well, this stinks. "But somehow they just don't look..." she waved a hand, trying to find the right word. "...right. He was just... not... like... them. I don't think his eyes and hair were so pale." 'Ahah! That's a start.'