Mount Apikuni the mind of a child

Good, he was willing to speak with her. That meant she hadn’t scared him away. But now she was stuck. She’d been so focused on just getting him to talk to her in the first place that she hadn’t thought of an actual question to ask him. “Uhh…” she began, feeling stupid. Reaching for something to start with, she remembered how she had thought that Thorleif acted like a child. Why not start there? “How old are you?” He looked to be in his prime, but he acted so childlike. Maybe he thought he was one. If he did, that might explain a few things.