Her gray chin rests in her black-nail-polished hands as she continues to listen to him, meal mostly finished and entirely forgotten. "Fascinating. I never did find out much about how age functioned in your society... but those barriers sound similar enough to the 8 and 10 sweep ones I know." Though she's got the natural moderate physical irritation of someone unused to cigarette smoke, Kanaya doesn't actually judge him for comsumption of the drug she knows nothing about... too harshly.

The topic of age reminds her: "You know, even though I'm still 6, I think I'm at least 14 of your years old by now."