"I do like to bring the entertainment where ever I go," he agreed, "I'm a bard you know." This was said with another waggle of eyebrows. Bard was no longer a true, viable profession, but it hadn't stopped him yet. He happily accepted the refill, ice long since melted and drunk or crunched on. The liquor was even delightful at room temperature, not that he'd anticipated anything less. "Not necessarily yes, but also not necessarily no? If you're really concerned about age though, you can always do what humans do and uh..." Well, not lie per se, since neither of them could do so outright, "Fudge your age a bit? Just don't address it. Human women are always saying things like 'Never ask a lady her age' or 'young at heart' or things like that." Both of which wouldn't be lying at all. And what did age matter when she had such an adorable face?
Sid laughed wildly at the very idea. "Me? Never. I'm very good. My heart is too soft and squishy to be the bad boy." That other one wasn't very bad either, not that he could tell, but he certainly looked more the part than Sid.
His arm wrapped around her as she leaned against him, head resting on hers. "Ah, not long. Six months or so. I was supposed to come by forty years ago, but I forgot."