"How old were you?"

The question's only as loud as it needs to be in order to be heard - the water continues to heat, and Fever straightens up, letting Bao and her reach a tolerable level of peace and mutual concern, while TJ can wander as he pleases. The fact that this tea means she can corner Radar into resting for a moment has her alarmed - how much is he trying to pile on himself? He only has two arms, after all, and one injured heart.