"Many more years than i look"? Djhango thought in his head, quoting Sasha's words. He began to wonder how old both she, as well as Fredricka were, considering their appearances evidently do not reflect their age. Curiosity made him tempted to ask. Tempted, and tempted only, as he decided to shoo away curiosity. Based on their appearances, they appeared to be his own age or at least near his age. In time, maybe if they stuck around each other, he would learn. However most older women didn't exactly "like" to talk about their age... at least all the ones Djhango met.

 "I'd like to go to New York some day," Sasha had stated. "I've never been there, but I have memories of it - other peoples' memories. It would be nice to experience some of the places I remember for myself." Other people's memories? That was a strange comment. What did she mean she had other peoples' memories? His head slightly tilted, just as her's did before to his own statement. Tempted once again to ask. Tempted, and tempted only again, as he decided to shoo away curiosity again. He half smirked before speaking again. "I'm sure if you went you would enjoy yourself. Hopefully anyway..." He continued only to be cut off by his own yawning.