"What?" Owl blinked once in surprise, then recoiled in her seat and threw her hands up, waving them emphatically. "No! No, of course not! I mean distinct in a good way! Because you're pretty! That sort of distinct!"
But then she paused, cocked her head to the side, and leaned in close again with her eyes slightly narrowed. "Though...you've also got that sort of a face that's sort of familiar, you know? A little nostalgic, I guess. I couldn't tell you what you remind me of, though. It's that sort of weird...tug at my mind. It's probably nothing."