Odd to think that he was nearly a middle-aged man. The term didn't seem to apply to Mulder, impetuous Mulder, to the brazen complication of him. He was thirty when she met him, entirely too rash and enchanting for his own good. There were miles and miles of silence inside him. For the first time since high school, she had started to focus on someone her own age.
He was thirty years old when she met him, all scapegrace and mettle, and built like a poem.
- "Parabiosis" by Penumbra