Once they were both settled in and underway again, he took a moment to turn back a little while responding to her which was clearly intended to be a show of confidence in his ability to ride despite not watching where he was going. "My hair won't be white when we meet up to head to the party though." While he didn't specify what color it would end up being, this did add spice to things and convey the sense that he was invested in trying to blend in.
To make room for conversation this time the engines weren't being strained to their fullest, with only occasional dips into what the throttle offered before easing off and letting momentum carry them along. This by no means meant that they were travelling slowly, but it was keeping the noise to a minimum besides the constant buffeting of the wind.
"Different hair color - I am guessing it is because of your camouflage. What color will you be, if I may be so curious?"
She asked her question in a slightly amused tone into the common frequency, adding a cryptic 'mhm' at the end of her question. She paused for a long moment after that question. She waited quietly for his answer. It was hard to tell if she was deep in her thoughts or just quietly enjoying the journey on their hoverbike.
"Do not forget to tell me what colors you decided before our next trip - I will dress myself so we are a matching pair, Mister Doe."
She spoke again as they approached the starport where her ship was stored.
Despite coming to a halt rather rapidly outside the main entrance of the space port, it didn't feel uncomfortable whatsoever. And being motionless of course meant that focus could instead be focused solely on conversation, once his helmet had been removed for the moment of course. "Be as curious as you'd like to be, by all means. But you'll have to forgive any potential rudeness that my refusal to answer entails. Besides, I think it would be funny to see whether or not you can recognise me." With all of this said, he simply nodded emphatically at her reminder to not forget telling her what his decision on style choice would be.
Nevertheless, this was the end of the line, and she was free to leave with or without a parting gesture.
She waited for their hoverbike to come to a complete stop and jumped down from her seat. With practiced motions, she first loosened the clasp of her helmet and pulled it off her head so as to ruffle her long hair as little as possible. A slightly amused smirk was still on her face and she did not hesitate to answer her companion while handing him back his borrowed helmet with the yellow flowers.
"I am quite sure that I will recognize you - either by your face or your voice, Mister Doe."
In a gesture that was already quite natural to her, she extended her right arm to him and offered the back of her hand for a high class goodbye kiss.
"It was very nice to meet you, Mister Doe. This world has shown me very interesting aspects of your culture."
As he kissed the back of her hand, she smiled and gave a long flick of her long lashes. She took two steps away from him and nodded her head.
"Arrivederci, Signor Doe. Until we meet again."
With those last words, she turned towards the starport and made her way to her own civilian ship parked in a private hangar. It was not even ten minutes before her companion could catch a glimpse of her personal Falchion ascending to the stars above from the startport.
With that - their meeting ended and they each went their separate ways, to deal with their own lives and their own personal or professional responsibilities.
