Morgana made a wavey gesture with her hand. "Could be a magic thing. Or could be our world's have different definitions of children, or even how we age. One world's child could be another world's granny." But she didn't care too much, still too buzzed out on magic happiness. She grabbed another piece of fruit, and rolled it around on her arms.
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Date: 2024-01-01 01:09 pm (UTC)"Whatever, whatever. We're all good."