[He frowns. How long is "a lot longer"? He can't say and she looks so confused he can't ask. He just knows that he's telling the truth and he has a lot he needs to make sense of.
Well, that and if his arms weren't full of a loved one he'd have scratched his cheek. It's not a bad thing that he's still young, is it?]
Still eighteen. Or maybe nineteen; not sure. Think I might have missed my birthday while I've been here.
[still a teenager. Sorry, Aerith; your (former?) boyfriend is younger than you now.]
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Well, that and if his arms weren't full of a loved one he'd have scratched his cheek. It's not a bad thing that he's still young, is it?]
Still eighteen. Or maybe nineteen; not sure. Think I might have missed my birthday while I've been here.
[still a teenager. Sorry, Aerith; your (former?) boyfriend is younger than you now.]