[ He brushes her hand off this time -- Sanzo or no, she doesn't get to feel up his hair and call it beautiful of all things -- but his hand quickly redirects to his own very much not receeding hairline. ]

Don't even joke about things like that! [ Bald and with glasses, damn. Sounds like some old man. ...Holy shit, there's a version of him that lived to be an old man? ] I'm gonna die beautiful and young, with all my hair still on my head, thank you very much.