He began to grin, "but your age compared to mine, you're no more than a child." His eyes had a cold look to them- a feirce gray, much like Sorrow's when she was angry. "I'm in my 500's. I've seen more than you could ever imagine. So you best beleive me, I'm older than you think." His usually calm voice was suddenly turning into one of bitterness. He sniffed the air, and then let out a low growl. "He's back, and he's lookin' for a woman." His eyes looked at each female in the house- even the little ones. "Hide the girls."