She has a lot of hair, and he has none. He can't judge her for it.

He offers what he hopes is a comforting smile. He's run into that a few times by now, that worry over seeing him down there, even from people that know he doesn't necessarily need to actively be breathing. "I can't, but I also don't actually need to breathe unless I'm talking to people. Sorry for scaring you. I like your little weasel shape though, that's cute."