Not at all. But I've also been told that time stands still while we're here; that is, no one will notice you're gone and you won't remember being here in the first place. Or, so they say. I've yet to experience it, myself.

[ Dorian's been through it, she knows. ]

Bryce Cousland is my father. [ HANG ON. It seems as if something is happening again with time, speaking of, just as it had with Brennan and Morrigan. She'd remembered the least in their collective memory... until now. ] You knew my... grandfather, then? William?

[ Despite the misunderstandings, she puts forth what she hopes is a reassuring smile. ]

My lord, I think I know what's happened. We've come from different times. What year is it, or - which was it, when you left?