[ Ori takes the offered marshmallow-on-a-stick with a nod of thanks and a smile, but she furrows her brow as she tries to figure when exactly in her life to place the dream. ]

I don't mind, but it's... hard to say. We weren't very good about keeping track of our age back then. My sister and I, we're orphans, so...

[ She's just going to... start roasting this marshmallow on the fire... ]

I guess I would say around... eight years old, or so?