[ It's with a deeply pained hmph that Claude sits down after being beckoned post supposed escape plan, like this is really deeply putting him in a difficult position to be asked (told) to stay. He might've pursued that act if it wasn't for Sylvain bringing up something else rather interesting, and he immediately holds up a finger like that won't do. ]

No, you definitely are. I'm only from a year ahead of you, and you're - [ pause for the math, now with the added complication of however it is time works here, and - ] I don't know, what, two years older than me? So that means even with everything here, you're still older.

[ Don't ask him to show his work on that - he can't. But it's said with enough confidence like that'll clearly make it true, and so Claude shrugs then holds up both hands palm to the ceiling as he sits back in his chair. ]

See? Still older.