[Kratos watches the flare in Skulduggery's palm with interest, even though he's already seen it. There is mana being used, there, and this is a subject he most certainly wants to know about -- if only because Raine will demand details when he returns.]
But you're human.
[Interesting. The use of mana here causes longevity? That -- that is a salient thought, actually. None of the humans who ingested aionis ever survived long enough to determine whether they lived more than a human's natural lifespan. Except for Kratos, of course, and the cruxis crystal muddied that. When they drop by the moon, he'll have to ask the researchers there to run scans for aionis in this system. If it's a natural resource and some humans happen to be exposed to it more than others, it would explain why some have magic and some don't.]
I'm -- four thousand.
[He thinks for a moment, searching for a phrase from the numbers pages.]
More or less. Twenty-four when I changed to angel. Twenty-eight now. Yuan is four thousand -- but twenty-six. Mithos was four thousand -- but fifteen. Martel was ... over? Over one hundred when she was killed -- but twenty-seven.
[His tone softens a bit at the last, regretful.]
Lloyd is seventeen -- no, nineteen.
[Nearly, anyway. The journey on Aselia crossed some important events without notice.]
no subject
[Kratos watches the flare in Skulduggery's palm with interest, even though he's already seen it. There is mana being used, there, and this is a subject he most certainly wants to know about -- if only because Raine will demand details when he returns.]
But you're human.
[Interesting. The use of mana here causes longevity? That -- that is a salient thought, actually. None of the humans who ingested aionis ever survived long enough to determine whether they lived more than a human's natural lifespan. Except for Kratos, of course, and the cruxis crystal muddied that. When they drop by the moon, he'll have to ask the researchers there to run scans for aionis in this system. If it's a natural resource and some humans happen to be exposed to it more than others, it would explain why some have magic and some don't.]
I'm -- four thousand.
[He thinks for a moment, searching for a phrase from the numbers pages.]
More or less. Twenty-four when I changed to angel. Twenty-eight now. Yuan is four thousand -- but twenty-six. Mithos was four thousand -- but fifteen. Martel was ... over? Over one hundred when she was killed -- but twenty-seven.
[His tone softens a bit at the last, regretful.]
Lloyd is seventeen -- no, nineteen.
[Nearly, anyway. The journey on Aselia crossed some important events without notice.]