[open] dear sun, please come back

[Anuya]

She finds it a little funny that it’s not her comment about ears but rather her years that seems to trip up her new friend and Anuya can’t help but laugh when he shakes his head and says that can’t be right. It’s a light, easy laugh this time - nothing obnoxious. He’s frowning instead of smirking, which feels like a step backwards, but he seems thoughtful rather than disgusted by her advanced age. His question causes her eyes to dance with more laughter, though she supposes it’s a fair question. And Anuya has to think for a moment if time did move differently in the Rift, but she didn’t think so. It moved a little differently for her but just in the way where years tended to blend together. But the Rift had a similar year to Beqanna, she was pretty sure. “No, my kind are just very long lived.” A little bit of math and then “It’s five decades, if we want to get technical. And I’m the baby of the family.” She adds that last part with a bit of a laugh. By her kind’s standards, she was a young adult - just having reached maturity. Which now sparks the question “How old are you?” He seemed like he was close to her age but she had not yet figured out how to translate fae years into horse years.

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@[gravitas]