“Oh one tends to lose count after the first half-century or so.” Vex shrugged. “You keep asking…is there a specific reason?”
“Trust me, I get better with age.”
“Uh, no? Not really.”
The white lie slips out more easily than the truth; not that she couldn’t tell him, but does she really want to bother explaining that her boss is a however-many-eons-old ensouled vampire?
“…I don’t even want to know what you mean by that.”