What I said, ain't it? Y'get cut off but the Storyteller just brings y'back again. Death ain't a satisfyin' ending, apparently.

[He taps his fingers against his knees, feeling like - like he should be doing something. Gabe seems to have it all handled, though, so it's not like there's much for him to do.

Except answer questions. Recon's not his favorite thing to do, but he has made some effort to find out what's going on here.

He gestures as he talks, trying to seem like he actually is doing more.]

Reckon it's been about...two months? Give'r take a few weeks, but some folks I've run into have been here for 'bout twice that.