"Look at you now. I was gone for a while, then you were out of it for even longer – and suddenly to go ahead and start flirting... Don't you know how much older I am?"
Aspakeony smiled, chuckling at the boy's words, not really recognizing it as a compliment but rather wanting to tease him – and while doing so she still hasn't looked over to him.
"..."
That made Zoemi step towards her, looming over her with a gentle expression.
"...eh...?"
Suddenly getting the moon blocked by the black-haired boy's calm face made the gray-haired necromancer's eyes widen in surprise...
"..."
"EEEEHHH...?!"
...and then, even more, when the boy crouched down shortening the distance between their faces to only a few inches.
"Since I don't know how old were the remains that you took the residue of the life energy to create the original artificial soul, I can't be sure about that seniority of yours."
"...!"
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