[a huff through his nose. she guesses - yeah, right. judging from the look of her, she knows exactly how much she can do. the view of her admiring her work -- because that's how he sees it -- is hilariously morbid and feminine all at once.]
Since I was around... [he shrugs, taking a step forward to start their stroll up again.] fifteen, maybe sixteen. You?
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Since I was around... [he shrugs, taking a step forward to start their stroll up again.] fifteen, maybe sixteen. You?