[John watches that gesture carefully - he'd kind of like to touch Ryan's hair at some point. Apparently he's got a thing for curly blonde hair.

Something odd passes across his face at that thought, almost a wince, but it's gone quickly.]

I've met three blue people. One who could change it and didn't. The other two - one was furry and one had a tail.

[It's not the most solid point given what he's already established, though, and his gaze shifts again right after he's said it.]

Then again, there were three of them. At least.