April & Phobia, 6:45ish
April shook her head no, still confused. "Like the stories for kids? I thought those were supposed to be nice? I don't remember reading them, but I don't really remember anything."
April wasn't sure how to answer Oliver's question. She had no idea specifically what age she was now, or in her other forms. It was just younger or older in her opinion. And she had no idea how old she actually was. "Not much? I don't know for sure. Sometimes I am really little, but only sometimes."