Zandros squints at the woman's choice of attire. Seems she has that effect on him.

"Light. I certainly hope you don't intend to engage in a mission wearing such obvious colors. Should there be any need for stealth along the way..."

Tamminy cringes. This is getting off to a shit start! She laughs uncomfortably and looks between the two. "Mister Alter, she's, um. The only other person who's agreed to assist..."

He looks down at the gnome, her own gaudy pink hair now covered by a dull grey hat. At least she's keeping her colors under wraps. "I'm being practical, Doctor."

She pulls a face, but what can she say? If she offends him, he might leave! If she fails to stand up for Harley, she might leave. She bites her lip and her eyes dart between the two.

In the back, Lawrence watches, fighting a smile. Discomfort. Yes! Entertainment!