"Mm. I was before Jon's time. Worked with Gertrude Robinson for a bit. Then I died, and ended up trapped in a book. I made a deal with Jon to be released in exchange for information on the Unknowing, and poof. Now I'm here. It's been... maybe six months?" He can't be fucked to count. "Despite the bullshit, it's probably been the best goddamn half-year of my life."