[ She looked at Ichigo with surprise and awe. Many of the spirits hadn't directly spoken to her in her time, but the children were quite chatty, and very happy to tell her just how old they were, to the day. ]
You were? But how?
[ You must be so old, Ichigo! She slowly walks over to him, looking up as she does. She was easily a head shorter than him. Analyzing him closely, circling him even, she curls a hand near her lips. ]
You don't look older than I am.
[ Looking over her shoulder at Gordon, she turned, doing the smallest bit of a courtesy. Where were her manners? ]
My name is Prisca.
[ The young boy that was whispering to her reappeared at her side, tugging at the girl's sleeve. She blinked, bent down to listen, then looked at the rest of them. ]
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You were? But how?
[ You must be so old, Ichigo! She slowly walks over to him, looking up as she does. She was easily a head shorter than him. Analyzing him closely, circling him even, she curls a hand near her lips. ]
You don't look older than I am.
[ Looking over her shoulder at Gordon, she turned, doing the smallest bit of a courtesy. Where were her manners? ]
My name is Prisca.
[ The young boy that was whispering to her reappeared at her side, tugging at the girl's sleeve. She blinked, bent down to listen, then looked at the rest of them. ]
Jochem wants to know if you are all heroes.