"Hey, I'm not saying anything that isn't true," Urd replied, holding up both hands and shrugging. Smirking confidently, she leaned to the side, propping herself up by placing one arm on top of Emizel's head. "You should have pride! You've lived so long, after all. You almost can't see all the wrinkles."

Laughing lightly, she patted Emizel's head. "Of course, your stale magic can't compete with mine, but you get points for trying!"