Jander grinned, showing interest in the boy. "And how old is he?" He sounded like a teenager, but why then did she call him a boy? "I like it when you blabber," he said softly.
"Ah, yes, time," his face turned rather sour for a brief moment. "It's a predator, always stalking and nipping at the heels."
"Twenty years, eh?" Jander looked sad. "I hope it's less this time around. I do miss the bloke. Whenever we were together it was ... interesting. And yes, I will gladly keep you company."