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Alternatively, send “The other side of the glass” for your muse to be the test subject.

No deleting questions, either!

“The boy, whose face you bear, was my apprentice many years ago.”

“And from what I do remember, his master is dead.”

Let’s see who’s been paying attention.

Tries very hard not to groan. “You were fifteen when you started, you’re fifteen now, I don’t even know, Tiger,” he grumbles. “You’re weird, I dunno how you freakin’ work age-wise. If you wanna start counting from fifteen when you were ‘born’, be my guest. You’re your own person now, you do you.”

“Well I don’t feel seventeen...” Okay, he’s gonna stop now. “We’ll go with sixteen. That’s how old Sora is anyway.”

So many questions, jeez. “’Cause Blondie 1.0 was about fifteen when his heart mosied off to take a nap in Sora, and Sora was fifteen or so when he lost his heart and made you, yeah?” He shrugged. “So, fifteen. Unless you wanna keep asking questions and makin’ it more difficult for yourself?”

This is giving him a headache. “Okay. Just--one more. Was I fifteen when I ‘started’ or am I fifteen now?”

“Well, figure you’re technically about fifteen, Tiger,” he says with a grin. “Though actually you’re, like, two-ish. But fifteen’ll probably make you feel better, yeah?”

“So wait, how do you get fifteen?” Yes, fifteen is a lot better than two, but that’s beside the point. “Just Sora’s age? Because Sora just turned sixteen. And Ven’s, like, technically twenty-five but still barely fifteen.” This is weird.