Do you think people from different universes, worlds, whatever, just happen to share the same face sometimes? [ Annoying at it is, Murphy answers a question with another question. It's always a good safeguard between him and that something he just doesn't want to deal with. In this case, he doesn't want to answer Ronan's question. Murphy knows that Ronan knows the answer. Ronan already knows plenty, more than Murphy. What's the use in talking about this all over again?

He turns around, back facing Ronan. ] Maybe more skulls or something? [ Murphy's talking about his room now. Just anything else.

It wasn't about wanting to change how he looked. Murphy wanted to be an entirely different person. Someone who is worth being saved. Loved. Wanted. And dare he think someone who needed him? Maybe in another life, just not this one. ]