[ twelve. not that much younger than tseng's formal training with the turks began, although like sasuke, he considers his own introduction to adulthood to have begun much earlier. still, he can appreciate why sasuke asks—better to figure it out now, than to learn the hard way much later on. ]

I was thirteen. [ and just barely thirteen at that. ] And I'm thirty—no, thirty-one, now.

[ as of several days ago, thirty-one. he mentions it just in case the question of age goes the other way too, with an upper limit for sasuke rather than a lower limit for tseng. (he does not yet know that cyram the boyfriend is millenia-old eldritch horror!) somehow, he doesn't think that will be the case, given the givens—being forced into adulthood so early does tend to change your perception of these things. ]

Prison and another dimension. You've been busy. [ it's a joke, or at least as close as tseng really gets to outwardly joking. he's curious, and the way his eyebrows lift makes that much clear, but he'll leave it to sasuke to explain if he wants to explain. ] I appreciate that you asked, but your age is not a concern for me.