...praise was praise, even if it was for purely physical reasons?

Amaterasu blinked in confusion as a red-head suddenly appeared and walked up to her, introducing himself as Zelos. It was still a little weird, to be treated with respect or... whatever it was he was doing. Normally it was women who would be so... forward.

But she didn't mind that, instead staring at him, her head tilted to the side and her mouth open slightly. "...Okami Amaterasu," she muttered after a moment, unable to stop staring.

Then she stepped forward, and raised her hand to brush it through that long hair. It was so vibrant! So... shiny, even! Normal people didn't have hair like that; was he from another world, or was he an alien, maybe? Fascinating! Her voice was a quiet murmur as she spoke, "I've never seen hair quite that vibrant a shade... is it natural, or have you dyed it? I don't think I ever made a human with hair like that, nor did any of the others..."

Yes, she was neglecting obvious danger and necessity in exchange for asking such a question of Zelos. But really, how could she resist her curiosity? Humans were fascinating in all of their various arrays!