[Chin in the palm of her hand, Voile looks... bored? Tired? Curious? A plethora of things, probably. She's certainly not jumping up and down for joy, so that's probably just the general indication that she's got a lot on her mind.

And she does.]

I read that the twenty-first year is important or to be treated as a 'rite of passage' into adulthood in some cultures and societies. In Hoenn, we didn't really have anything like this, and before coming to this academy, I wasn't 'assigned' an age. Yet it would seem my twenty-first is upon me.

Tomorrow, anyway.

[She pauses.]

I was wondering what I should do with it. For it. If anything. I wouldn't normally celebrate it as age itself seems something irrelevant to me, but if it's important, maybe I should respect the tradition. And I guess I could benefit from something a little more lighthearted considering the circumstance.