"Zen why, did you not just say zat?" Justine said with a sparkling laugh, it seemed that even with her now slightly graying hair and crows feet, and lost of motor skills, her mind and personality were as energetic as always. Something that she was especially thankful for, because her sharp wit and bubbly attitude were her two favorite things about herself.

Now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen Andrew since before the strange aging process had started, and now that she realized it, she felt a little (more than a little) self-conscious. "I see you 'ave been lucky, you are still young," Justine said, with a curved smile, gesturing to the boy's dark hair, and unblemished skin.