"Whitehead?" Brogan giggled under his nose. "Now I wasn't called this in the longest of times. And you, yourself aren't all that dark yourself." He pointed at the blond hair of the imperial and then took his own hair in his hand. "Even though they're not as shiny, because of all this mess that happened here." Brogan suddenly realized who he was talking to. "Hey, weren't you the guy who jumped at someone? Oh, did you break your leg?" he giggled at him again.