Rose felt her stomach churn, but did her best to keep her face more at ease. In 2034 Rose will be nearly fifty years old, and that is not something she is looking forward too. As someone that's enjoyed birthdays in the past, Rose wasn't feeling all that confident knowing every year she was getting older. It's not a part of life that she's willing to accept yet or even talk about.
"September 9th you say? Then I think we should make a celebration of it, don't you? Should never let something like that go to waste, right?"
Rose thought about her answer for a moment, but she didn't have a place in mind. "Somewhere outside of the city I think would be best. No lights to ruin anything." She raised her eyes as she noticed that one of her questions had gone unanswered. Unsure if he had done that on purpose or the mere excitement of going off somewhere took over.
"You didn't answer my question," she said. Lifting her head from the bars she stared at him with concern. "You sure you're all right?"