Shelke wasn't certain what to say to that. She didn't agree with it, but you could only spend so long being abnormal before it wormed its way into your attitude. So she just nodded, though after a moment she looked up at her again.

"How old are you?" It was probably rude to ask, but age held a particular curiosity for the girl, since she was going to be nine forever.

And then her eyes shifted to the stalls, looking at the things they passed. Something pretty and blue. Well...there were worse things, right?