Luna stayed quiet for a long moment. No, they weren't immortal. No one was. It hurt to think about that, especially because of Harry. He had been, at least, it'd seemed that way. But he was gone, at least for the time being. She truly believed that he would come back somehow, but that didn't change the fact that they needed something in that moment, not some distant day in the future. "We're adults," she echoed, a wry smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. "When did that happen?"