About four months.

( Nearly half a year... Hey, the halfiversary'll land by Christmas, won't it. Just another thing to celebrate with Sinclair! )

Can't say we know what's going on any better than you do now though! ( "Well, I do," another says, like it's a secret. Because it is. She didn't spill the whole truth to everyone, after all, but most of it-- ) How about we start strolling along again, Argalia? The flowers are divine, but I'm getting a little tired of their gossip.