"Been here about... a few weeks, maybe a month," Time was odd here, with the twilight and the strange schedule. Shepard crunched on the fried shells of her latest portion. They aren't a particularly large number, the Oysters, and she'd seen everyone, even if she hadn't spoken to many, "I'm a little more used to the no-sunlight thing. Not many spacers around here."

You see, Wei Wuxian, so long as you are in the world you must continue to grow older. But actually growing up? Optional.

"Why, did I miss the hazing?"