While Jess was rolling her eyes and starting another set of leg extensions, Senjen let out an exaggerated scoff. “Oh, I see how it is. You’ll wish her luck, but all your years of wisdom tell you I shouldn’t bother finding anyone.”

“Really...did you just watch a movie ‘bout a robot finding love...and decide to copy it?” Jess remarked between reps. 

Senjen tilted his head. “Are you [i]trying[/i] to offend me?”

“Yes.” 

“Fair enough. Anyways, I’ll have you know Utaysi partner up just like many other species. We’re not machines asking existential questions about what love is, or something.” Senjen said.

“No, you just ask stupid questions...tryin’ to prod into an old man’s personal life.” 

Senjen raised up his hands. “Alright, alright, I get it.” He said, though as they were talking, another thought had crept into his mind that had been bothering him. “But um, Light...I know we don’t talk about it much...really, but how old...are you, exactly? How much...time do you have left?”