Redhawk Caldera and wound up at your door.

She was jerked away from her semi-ogling by his mentioning Brecheliant, and she snapped to attention, curious. She was about to ask him more when he shot her a. . .strange question. Uhhhh, Lilitu drawled, tilting her head and giving him an odd eye. 

I mean. . . She started mentally counting back the seasons. I was born in the warm season, so fall, winter, spring, summer, fall again—this fall—so like. . .almost two years? I guess?

Her look grew significantly more pronounced. Why. Do I look old? She was joking, her mouth curved, but her gaze glinted a bit menacingly. She had already been thrown off by this place being deserted, and now with his querying, she felt even more uneasy.