"Your little sister is quite interesting," Aurianna chuckled nervously, glancing sideways at Peter.
"Yeah, she is. Actually, she's my cousin," Peter sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "But she loves to snoop into people's business."
"She means well, though," he added quickly, his cheeks turning a faint shade of red. "Don't mind her words; she was just blabbering nonsense, alright?"
"Hmm," Aurianna murmured, still curious. "By the way, how old are all of you?"
"I'm 115 years old," Elena said casually, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I'm 216," Juvin chimed in with a grin.
"201," Zeche added, crossing his arms.
"I'm 60 years old," Christopher said with a soft smile.
"210," Shuwi replied, her tone nonchalant.
Aurianna's jaw dropped as she looked around at the group. "You're all so old!"
"Excuse me?" Elena raised a brow, clearly offended.
