"Yeah? Like to where?" Heiji looked Hershel's hair over for a moment -- or maybe more like his fro.

"...He think you're gonna get in a bar brawl or somethin'? Then again, I guess you could get stuck on a robot..." Or a bird could decide to nest on Hershel's head, that was a thing.

"Anyway, that's too bad, 'cause the next possibility I was gonna bring up was head lice!"