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Terzo snorted softly. “Well, I’d say in that case, they must be ancient. But I wouldn’t dare assume the age of someone so radiant.” They only spent a moment studying her features, but they decided not to stare too long. She was a sight, of course, but their interest was far more piqued in the moment of seeing how much care she put into the items.
Needless to say, they were impressed. They glanced down at the case again as his smile grew to a full grin. “You restore these yourself?” they asked, arching a brow. “You’re very talented.”
“Couldn’t you tell?” Molly pointed to her face, grinning lopsidedly. “I’m like 500 years old. Yeah, I’ve got a killer skincare regime.” She was clearly joking--or at least, she assumed it was clear. People didn’t live that long in reality, even if there was plenty of fiction that said otherwise.
“Yeah. Yeah, I did.” She boasted, and gave a small shrug. “It just takes practice, is all. Besides, I like it. Giving things a second chance. Feels good to me.”