Jess stopped again, taking a few, long breaths after Light tried planting a bit of rubble into her pocket, which she just managed to notice during her exercise.  “Well, let’s see. On my homeworld, I think I’m nineteen this year, though most Humans where I’m from give their age in Earth equivalent years, which puts me at twenty-eight.”

While Jess did not seem to be bothered, Senjen had to take a moment to process Light’s answer. Once it dawned on him, his eyes widened and his head raised up. He reached out and grabbed Light in both hands, sounding almost panicked as he spoke. “Wait, what? A [i]few[/i] years? What do you mean? I thought the treatment was going to save you! A few years is nothing! I...I mean, come on, there has to be something that can change it! Some way to age...slower, maybe? Some way to fix it? You have to have more time than that, you just have to!” He shook his head and muttered. “It’s Prowler all over again...”