"Jesus, I bet it would. Is that even something that you can like, get used to?" She poses the question pretty thoughtfully, but it makes something else click and for a moment she just gestures vaguely at him. It's not exactly excitement so much as her deeming this one very, very important. Important enough that she turns to face him, shifting around on the counter - and yes, she nearly falls off once. It's cool. She's got it.

"Hey, hey, hey. Uh, question, right? You don't get old and stuff, but you look like a regular person age. Are you secretly ancient? Because you seem pretty normal for someone who is like a hundred years old, but maybe I'm wrong. You could've learned that stuff, or maybe you're just super good at bluffing, I don't know. So are you old, like old as balls old?" For the love of God, who gave her free reign to pester the new housemate with questions. She raises her eyebrows at him, but falls silent after that, even clapping a hand over her mouth to make a point. And then ruins that point by mumbling through her fingers.

"That's the last one, I promise."