While she tried her best to keep her eyes on the man's face, she couldn't help but allow her gaze to wander up to the zipper on his head, if only for a moment. The curious, need to know girl who had a desperate thirst for knowledge and answers wanted to ask what that was all about-- was it some sort of weird hair jewelry, an actual zipper, etc.-- but she was far too polite to outright ask something so rude.

"Gold doesn't seem like something to complain about. Though, I gotta ask: Is gold even worth anything here?" She'd been under the impression that Taxon functioned under a credits system.