Drake stared at me. "A teenager. Your telling me that a child among my kind grows to surpass me and even Foxx before he reached his two hundred year alive?! Impossible." He said shaking his head.
I shrugged my shoulders again and put away my elemental revolver. "It is what it is? He's full grown man to me at least." I said in defense of the Doc.
Drake glared at me. "How old is he?" He asked.
I looked at Luna. "You know you can stop me at any time now." I said.
Luna giggled. "Oh why stop you now. This is getting rather interesting. Go on." She said.
"How old is this child?!" Drake asked in a demanding tone.
I sighed. "The Doc is everything but a child think. He's about a hundred years old at least. Though his wife is a bit older and a fairy gale." I said.
