The knock was unexpected and Alayne looked up from her newest project - a tapestry of sorts that detailed her time on the Turtle. She carefully tucked the needle into the weave and rose, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached the door. After turning the lock, she opened the barrier and smiled in surprise.

"Tony!" it had been some time since they had spoken - much less seen each other in person, "I..." the question caught her off-guard and she frowned, "I am sixteen. Why do you ask?"