The children consider his answer for a moment, individually disappointed that no one of them was the best, but also glad that no one<em>else</em>received that high praise, either; at least, not one of them, so it didn't matter. And, while none of the children would recognize it, it's pretty clear Daminor hadn't been aging much; considering he'd already been in his mid-twenties when the war occurred, he should be close to middle age, by now, but like his wife, they both only look like they're in their late twenties. Their children hadn't participated in the play, but they did come to watch; unlike his children, they were advancing at a normal rate for humans, and Maura had decided to raise them along with the other children of Drellin's Ferry, mostly ignorant of the magical world, apparently hidden in a closet in their house.