"Speaking of which... Can I ask you -- if you excuse my curiosity -- you don't have to answer --".
"Your curiosity is always excused", Val smiled, looking up from his journal.
Adrien's cheeks turned a bit red. "Yes, I -- I was just wondering, if you can answer -- you said you've had this stamp ever since you became a Master, and so I was wondering -- how old are you?".
Val chuckled. "Yes, I suppose I can tell you... I'm thirty-one".
Adrien raised his eyebrows. "Really?".
"Yes", Val said. "Surprised?".
"Of course I'm surprised!", Adrien chuckled. "At this point, I thought you might be like, five hundred, maybe five thousand years old...".
"Well, every demon who is five thousand years old must have been thirty-one, at some point", Val smiled, leaning his head over one hand.
"I -- I guess!", Adrien laughed.