Thirty-Two

[raven_daughter]

[Two choices with her - either A, the phone...]

I have a question, for those who have been here longer than I, or who may just have knowledge on this sort of thing.

Do we age here? Will we age here? Will our bodies continue to grow, and shall the children become adults? Or will they keep us in a singular stage forever?

[Or B, the school playground,

Comments

B

[grand_theft_moe]

[Oh now this is interesting. She's really graceful. Might be the exact person she needs to help Merem. She's going to wait as politely as possible under these circumstances, then bow when she's done.]

I'm sorry for intruding. That was very skillful.

[raven_daughter]

[Glances, then bows as well in politeness.]

Thank you. I was just about done anyway.

[grand_theft_moe]

I apologize for the rudeness of the question but what is your experience in ballet?

[raven_daughter]

I have done it all my life, ever since I learned how to walk.

B

[yournewoverlord]

[Laharl has been nearby for a minute or two, apparently writing in his notebook even though he refuses to take notes. Finally he holds it up, a giant "4" in surprisingly neat handwriting on the open page.]

[raven_daughter]

[... oh no you didn't.]

That had better be out of five.

[yournewoverlord]

Hmhmhm! Nobody gives scores out of five, and you know it.

[raven_daughter]

You know nothing of dance, so your opinion doesn't really matter at all.

A

[pants_yourmove]

"Why wouldn't we age? Is that normal?"

[raven_daughter]

What's normal, in the land of Mayfield?

[pants_yourmove]

"That's true. How long have you been here?"

[raven_daughter]

Over a year.