Clara looked toward Cyan; she never knew that about her (neither did Reese), and she didn't look over 32,000 years old. She knows what it's like to be deemed useless; Reese was one of the few people who actually accepted her for who she was. Reese repeated, "32,000 years? Well--I mean, you look very good for your age, but that's kind of a big thing to comprehend--it's not in any way a bad thing or anything; you must have seen...quite a lot." He almost blushed, scratching the back of his head in awkwardness. Trying to change the subject, Reese added: "Wait, if you're 32 thousand years old, and you--" then referring to Mortar "are about 20-something thousand, then that means..." Clara didn't have a mouth, but it was apparent she was laughing.