"Twenty-seven," I say, trying my best to keep a straight face and confident pose.
Vanessa sighs deeply and shakes her head.
"Antonio, I need you to answer truthfully, understanding your party's ability to take this quest hinges on your identity being verified," Vanessa said, grimacing as she glanced once again down at my union identification.
"Eight years old," I say, wincing and sighing as it comes out, as just about everyone's face is different in the room.
Vanessa facepalms, the replacement mook looking at my Alter Ego form in disbelief, Ivy falling into what looks like a state of complete denial, and Flare looking at me as if she's seen a ghost.