Vague recognition begins to show on his craggy features, though it's still blunted by fatigue. "Yes... I did see your face. Forgive me, it was so long ago..."

He considered her question for a moment, letting the medics insert an IV to his arm and attach a clear bag. "You're dehydrated," the medic said matter-of-factly. "Don't push yourself."

Nerrin nodded slowly before turning back to Valdis. "I don't know exactly," he admitted. "Years. Time hasn't seemed to be... regular."