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Frontier Town Traveller's Haus - Dining Hall

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Virga paused.

“Ah… that is…”

Human lifespans were so short, how was she supposed to remember? A quarter of a century? No, less than that, even. Did humans measure their lifespan in months? Surely not… (But humans did seem to enjoy the number 12… could 144 months be a significant age?)

The humans in charge of official matters considered many of the Chosen to be adolescent. Was a decade sufficient for human maturity? But physical maturity was insufficient for social maturity, for some reason…

Damn it all. The bear cub would certainly think Virga a fool for not knowing this piece of useless trivia. But responding with ‘around a decade’ risked looking even more the fool. How to navigate…

‘I require assistance.’

‘…Huh? With what?’

‘I have been asked of your age.’

‘Huh?? Why???’

‘Don’t ask me! Mortals are always concerning themselves with whether some number permits them to take action, rather than ability. I have never understood.’

‘………This is about fighting the Rockets, isn’t it?’ (A sigh.) ‘I was fifteen.’

Virga straightened, shaking her head. “Apologies, I’m unfamiliar with human ages but… I believe she was fifteen.” She did not know how this answer would be perceived.
 
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She didn't need to think that hard. I would have been okay with just 'teenager', Ben thought.

"Fifteen," Ben repeated. "Yes, that is pretty young for a human to be doing something like that." Humans that age were often heroes in the books he read for school as a teen himself, but those were books. "Opposing criminals that abuse pokémon... feral or sapient? Or both? Not that any of those options is a good thing."
 
Feral or sapient? He said it as though those were distinct terms from his culture, rather than descriptors. Feral for those who lived in the wild, perhaps. So the natural counterpart would be those that lived among humans. (Sapient? What a pretentious manner of thought, thinking themselves the wisest for consorting with humans.)

"I never heard of them being particularly discriminate," Virga replied, preening a wing feather. "Wild or trained, it made no difference to them. My associates and I lived in the wild, and they targeted us there, but they likewise have captured mon who live among humans. And so, it was useful to have human allies who could navigate human society."
 
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