She talked more about them as people than what they looked like. Magne cared about them as people. Her descriptions had focused around them, not around their quirks or their looks.

César blinks at the sarcasm, then realizes belatedly maybe this guy isn't as friendly as everyone else (he didn't give a name). "Oh... hmm. Would you like my help? Or would you prefer to just look yourself? But I can keep an eye out and bring them to the Oak & Iron if I find them, either way."