Jim shrugged at the question, smiling. It definitely had to do with her appearance. He couldn't fault her for hiding behind a mask, if she was used to humans reacting poorly to her real appearance.

"Not really? I mean," he paused, weighing his words and thinking on how to best explain it. "I think you look very pretty, so I care in that sense. But it doesn't really matter to me that you're not human, if that's what you're worried about. I'm... used to it, actually. Living among other species, many of which very different from humans, physically and otherwise."