10? Try 10 Billion. Which was relatively young for her kind. She hadn't been in this form long though- no. This was new. The laughter was sharp on her ears so Marisol flattened them to try and mitigate that. Mal undoubtedly had more practice, but Marisol was trying not to be too deterred. Only one person had questioned her so far and this was not her most outlandish tale.

Besides, what did she really have to talk about without her stories?

"What makes you so sure that you're right?"