"I've never… been in close companionship with many snake before, so I didn't have anything to compare Limou to," Sylene admitted, rubbing the back of his head, embarrassed. Only now did it sink in that Limou was a girl—and that he'd never noticed.
"And… it's nice to meet you, Lady Iris."
As he spoke, his gaze drifted back to her. Her eyes were striking—clear, vivid, that same peacock green that seemed to catch light even in shadow. She looked young. Almost deceptively so.
Too young...
The thought surfaced slowly, unsettling him.
Zephyr was Q77. And between Q77's disappearance—when he vanished alongside one of the scientists—and the creation of the later Q80 series, there had been a long, inexplicable pause. A stretch of missing years. Those scientists must have looked for him everywhere.
Which meant—
Lady Iris should be much more older than Sylene himself. Probably around 100 years?
