It has hit a mark, then, and entirely by accident. A strike close to home. He can only assume it has something to do with the things that struck her Earth and changed it, but it could just as easily be a deeply personal matter.

Or both, Dorian thinks.

Either way, he could only know by asking, and he isn't sure that's the wisest course. Not with someone who snaps back that fast.

Instead, he laughs. "Society adapts, and the demographics that don't pass on? True enough. It makes pinpointing beginnings and ends a rather artificial process. But I don't blame those who can't adapt to their era. It's not as easy as the up-and-coming generations would love to think it."