"My age?" Aurion repeated quizzically. No one had ever asked him such a question before and so the question caught him off guard. "It's been so many years that I'm not exactly sure how old I am. I have bothered because in truth its just a number symbolizing the passage of time. But let's see . . . if this is the second lunar cycle within the sixth day of the eastern solstice and it's the heliacal year then, if my math is correct, I am approximately 17 ȝērs old. I'm not sure how old that would be on your world though. How many days is a year for you?"