Magnus considers this carefully. He thinks it makes a lot of sense. It's nice to hear he doesn't have to decide right away. "Aziraphale told me I could be twenty-four," he says. "Sometimes I still feel sixteen, I think. Sometimes I feel like I haven't had a normal life since my mom died, and there's no good way to pin myself down."

He glances up at Lan Wangji. "How old do I seem to you? Out of curiosity."