"Not that far. It's 2512 here, and it was 2556 back home."

Comparable, at least.

Ephemera tips his head to the side, trying to get a read on the kid. Isaac. Okay. Seems pretty freaked. Could be a lot of things triggering that. The situation itself, which is pretty freaky even by Ephemera's standards. Could be the fact that Isaac's essentially under house arrest. Some people don't handle that well.

Hmm.

"Terrence Ephemera. Just Ephemera."

A distinctive surname, he knows. It wasn't one he picked, though he made a deliberate choice to keep it over the years.

Ephemera watches him for a moment. "How old are you?"