[Yeah, he's a little jumpy. Sorry, it's been a really long week. And he just got death beamed through the chest. He would really like to rinse the blood out of his mouth now.]

Yeah. A couple weeks, or a couple years, depending on if you're asking real time or perceived...I can't really remember.

[And perceived isn't even the right word, because he experienced those two years: the fact that he's grown a couple inches, been obviously training--and hard, and that his hair has grown past his shoulders is evidence of that, but real-time it's only been three weeks tops, he can't be exactly sure. His perception's wonked. Time shenanigans. Hate.]