Yuri looks back from where she was observing some of the village's wares, and looks at the young man for a moment. The snow and ice definitely gave a sense of where he'd been, and the cloak gave an indication that some stuff went down.

Still, she didn't really have to piece much together, as the question ... kinda spelled it out.

She sweeps her hair back and turns around. "Purple."

...yes, she's realized the irony given her hair.

She smirks a bit though, crossing her arms. "And yourself? You look as if you've been busy."