[A Brisk Afternoon Jog]

Mari frowns briefly at the 'thrown to the wolves' idea, not entirely liking the ideas that immediately brings forth.
"Looks that way, huh. Sacrificial lambs are we. Guess we shouldn't have been naughty and listened to the grown ups."

Her frown quickly slides over to a playful smirk though, as G'nichi asks about her age. There is no trace of innocence in that expression, as she pours herself yet more wine.
"Old enough. And you're not supposed to ask a lady her age, mister hero."
She's definitely not a child, but her slight frame does lend itself towards a sort of ambiguity on where exactly on the "young adult" scale she falls.
"Would it make you feel better if I said I go to a university?"