amidst a head of blonde hair there are streaks of silver ( particularly in this shade ). they can be seen in glimmers on the rare occasion that her helmet is removed. it was a style choice not for the sake of being fashion-forward but the melding of humanity with metal, that the armour she wears does not protect mortal flesh but that she is the armour. they are one. the chromium has seeped into her bloodstream, hardened her veins, coated every piece of her in metal down to the marrow.