"I don't age. I've looked nineteen since about 786 AS."
He shook his head. This was always awkward, talking about his age.
"When I was five, me and my twin were exposed to a chemical compound that was created by a lab accident. The kicker, was nothing in the lab was lethal. None. But together, and probably with our unique genetic makeup... Our bodies began aging rapidly. In one month, both of us were at age nineteen. It was then our parents placed us in Cryostasis at our cousin's cryogenics company. It worked. For fifteen-ish years, we were in cryogenic suspension. Our mom was twenty one. Dad, twenty five. Both were in thier thirties when we were unthawed. Were were given a counteragent. So far, it seemed to work. Then...dad was killed. It was the Nomads..." He took a moment. "I then left my twin and my beloved little sister, and a baby brother. I joined the Order. And I fought."