sincerest form of flattery
Looks aren't that important. Well, most of the time, anyway.
Cheek to cheek, from the outside they must look like mirrors. "I'd not realized," Shulk says, glancing aside to A's newly-blue eyes. They're not quite his shade, but--
"You don't think much of how you look."
"I do now!" Because the features A shares with him are unmistakably beautiful. "I'm flattered; I can't help it."
A's smile, though, is A's own. "Don't get too big a head. You imitated me first. I'm returning the favor."
He's never cared much for appearances, but it's nice to carry Alvis with him in the REX+, to know that A is carrying him too.