[He looks at Byerly with a moment of confusion, his eyebrows inching up slightly on his forehead.]

I'm sorry for you, then, if the girls in your own land are so ugly when they hit puberty.

[Okay, he's a handsome man. With a crooked nose and a streak of white at one temple that looks like it's been half plucked and growing back in.]

I'm sure you won't be offended when I say that if I'm what you're looking for in a lady, your luck is long gone, my friend.