[ She sees that little smirk, and instead of looking offended, she exhales shortly, softly through her nose. Indeed, she underestimated him. (A thing that, perhaps, she does too often with others-- what a bad habit.) ] Aah, then... Let's see.

[ Her hand swings with his as they walk, and she looks forward. ] This form... It's a construct. And... You've guessed right. Mm, I'm quite a bit old.

[ "I was here at the beginning. And I will proclaim the end."

It's just a bit scary, to think about.

Her hand tightens around his. ]

But if you still will accept this friendship... I'll treasure it into the future, or until the end of time.