"I am thirty-six years old." She said with an amused face as she stared at Mauve.
Mauve tried to compose herself as she heard Mill's age but she couldn't. "Unbelievable!" She yelled and jumped to her feet. "You don't look a day over eighteen."
Mill's face broke into a smile. "Why thank you. How old are you, Mauve?"
"I clocked eighteen three months ago."
"Oh, that's pretty young. I hear humans age faster than we do."
"Yes, a thirty-six-year-old human looks much much older than you do." Mauve said. "Um, do you know how old Jael is?"
Mill frowned but she didn't look pissed. Mauve almost smacked herself. Her tongue was becoming a nuisance, asking questions without thinking. This was getting out of hand but she was curious and there was no way in hell she would be able to ask Jael his age.
