[she's been to the other world for so long, she doesn't think it's strange anymore. she's just resigned. she was home for three years, but it's hard having competing sets of memories when both feel entirely real]

Oh? How old are you, if I may?

[she assumes that most people assume she's older than that. after all, how many people get married at sixteen and have a baby when they're eighteen, even where she's from?]

I hope so. I'm still kind of newish, or at least I feel newish? But I figure most people won't pass up a chance for hors d'oeuvres and dancing? Even if they've never met me before.