Nowhere near Sailor Moon's level? Well, perhaps not. Usagi was their princess, their Messiah. However, she was also naive, idealistic, and gullible. Traits which had clashed with hers and Haruka's during their first encounters. Her inner circle of guardians weren't much better. If Kunzite wanted to believe that age was the only thing setting them apart, well... He was welcome to his incorrect assumption.

"Funny, I was thinking the same about you." Michiru picked at her partly-eaten salad a bit more, but by this point her appetite had disappeared completely. Bad company and a bad mood had the tendency to turn even the best meals sour. "If you're done asserting your notions of superiority, I'd like to be on my way. You've been an entertaining host, but I'm sure there's more worthwhile conversations I could be having."