Ha...! I suppose this world does have a way of restoring life to those who didn't initially possess it. I passed away when I was an infant. I may not look it, but my soul is decades old.

[She smiles, allowing her gaze to drift toward the window.]

I am fond of him. Were he to ask for such a thing, knowing well that there would be limitations and consequences...

[Her shoulders hitch.]

I don't think I would be opposed. But I do think he might prefer a woman from his own world, don't you?