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"I... What if I'm thinking something personal? What if I'm thinking about doing something bad, like stealing candy? Maybe... Don't go too deep in my mind. I've seen a lot."

He laughed warmly "how old do you think I am?"

"The way you talk makes you sound like maybe you're ancient."

She put her hand to her chin and thought for a moment.

"Uh... 43?"

She responded deadpan.

Dax tries her best to hide her smirk as she nearly gets overwhelmed with giggles. "Not even close."

"But... You look young for real. Um..."

Again the girl racked her brain coming up with a logical number. Obviously, she wouldn't assume over 500. She looked to Jadzia and shrugged.

"S-sixty-fooooour?"

"Pfffft, nah." Dax seems positively beside herself with amusement. "He is older than me, but you're still quite a long way off."

Roni sat back in her seat and took another bite of the steak and potatoes. She shook her head and clear her throat.

"Grown ups confuse me... There's no way he's too much older than that. It defies logic and life! Seventy.......nine?"

"Nope." Dax is clearly enjoying this. "Life isn't always about logic, plus some species work differently. For example, I'm in my thirties, but I'm also over three hundred."

"So... You're in your 330's then? How?"

Roni was actually intrigued by this. Most people in her world wouldn't realistically live past their twenties due to circumstances.

"356, actually. My physical body is only 33. As for how, well basically there's a symbiotic organism native to my species home world that is very long lived, and absorbs the memories of each individual that it is bonded to for their lifetime. As Jadzia, I'm the eighth host of the Dax symbiont, and I have the memories of all the previous hosts." Dax explains. "Mathius, on the other hand, is at least 200 years older than me. He's from some sort of highly advanced species that has not previously been recorded to our knowledge, as is his brother Drael."

"I am 514 years old" he said as he hugged Jadzia from behind.

"I've never believed in stuff like this... It's mind blowing. Next you're gonna tell me the dwarf and fairy i encountered were actually a dwarf and fairy, and not just a short person and lady cosplaying!"

"Huh? I did not see those ones." Fumizuki looks over at Dax and Mathius in confusion. "But Auntie Dax and Uncle Mathius do go quite well together."

"It's a possibility they were a dwarf and a fairy. Drael there is 7'9" tall, so it would stand to reason."

He smiled "thank you, Fumizuki"

*cute*

He was asleep on a couch in his Mark III custom suit saying random nonsense

"Let the cow....have pickles"

Roni turned her head towards Rhodes and accidentally let out a giggle. She quickly covered her mouth to try and gain composure as she turned back.

"Okay... I guess I'm sold. If I'm not dreaming, all of this must be real...right? Giant robots, an adorable little girl with a tail, centuries old people... I'm dead, or having the wildest fever dream ever. One of the zombinoes got me. That's gotta be it!"

"I have more than a tail. I have torpedo tubes, and some 4.7 inch Type 3 guns." Fumizuki explains, gesturing to the torpedo launcher sticking out of her backpack and the naval gun that she carried like a satchel. "If there's anything you need me to do, I'll give it my best shot."

Veronica blinked a couple of times and stood up. She walked over to the tiny one and knelt down.

"You are just... a breath of fresh air. Why do you have all these weapons? Is your world at war?"

"I'm a naval vessel. A Mutsuki-class destroyer, just like my sisters."