Between one thing and another it's been ten years since that planet. Give or take one or two in cryosleep and dealing with the local death cult.

[Five years in the UV system, freezing. Five years on Not Furya, sorting his brain out after what had happened to him on the barge. He'd lost track of time on the Basilica, marked his time there by assassination attempt, not by days and nights.

He just drops the number on her, flat, not reacting like it's strange, not trying to explain how it could be.]