[She shook her head. Strong...? Hardly. She was human, after all. Made her own mistakes and paid the price in full, and then some. After all, she had almost given up and let herself be killed when her two closest bonds manifested themselves in their Keyblades to save her.]

Only because I had the my unbreakable bonds to pull me through.

[The question makes her think, though.]

Well... the last world I was kidnapped to said I was 23, so... at least four or five years?

[Funny how she doesn't look a day over 19, huh. But all that time of being completely and utterly alone? For a moment, it shows in her face. Yet there is no regret, and it's fleeting like her gaze before she continues. After all, they are still at work.]

Maybe more, considering what the others from home have said. There really isn't a strong sense of time in that place.