To age 3 years, you must give the future father a hug, for making a baby requires a profound physical intimacy.
Claire though looked confuse as she can only guess what the text could of said, and ask Tony to help her translate it. Tony was a bit overwhelm by it as well, but picked up bits of it.
"It says... something about being three years old, and giving a dad a hug?"
"Daddy? But my daddy's not here?" Claire answered.
"Maybe just a boy, because only boys can be Daddy?" Tony suggested.
Right then tony felt a small thump on his chest as he saw Claire wrapping herself around him.
"Ew Claire, are you trying to give me cooties!" Tony dejected as he tried to tugged Claire away, but noticed her slightly tremble as it didn't budge. With a small audible gasp he watch as Claire suddenly rise up in height, shocking Tony. Tony advertised his eyes as he looked back at the game board where Claire's piece was moving now ahead of his, appearing to get slightly bigger in size as it travels. Looking back at the girl hugging him, she was now taller than him.
With a final small gasp, Claire finished her growth, stopping at the age of 8.
"C-claire...? Are you okay?" Tony voice tremble.
"Okay? I feel great!" Claire smiled. Claire then twisted her body in order to face a full body mirror that was in the room, studying her new grown body. "I can't believe it, I'm 8-years-old now... it all makes sense, it said I would age 3 years after all..." Claire mumbled. Turning her body once more to face Tony, "Aren't you going to roll, it's your turn, unless you want to stay being shorter than me" she giggled.
This comment provoke Tony back into his old self as he answered, "No way!" Grabbing the dice, he roll it as it landed on double sixes, Tony looking at the number couldn't help but cheer as he knew it was the largest number possible.
Claire though was busying doing the math in her head, "it can't be... 12 plus 6... that'll make him 18!" she gasp.
The two watched as the text began to form on the gem...