[Kit's hand was pleasantly cool against his flushed face, thanks in large part to the bandages covering nearly all of them. if he really looked too closely at what he was doing, he was certain that he could right this off as merely wanting to kick his temperature down a few degrees. it was fine. there was nothing meaningful about any of this.]

That's right. But what I mean is...I like ugly things.

[he frowns slightly, grappling with his inability to coherently express his thoughts and opinions. he seems completely unaware of the way his companion is more or less ogling him in the meantime.]

If the world thinks something is beautiful, then it probably isn't.