She snorts. "Yeah. Everything about us is odd. Still owe you some section 31 stuff, actually. Tide you over."

She drags her tongue over her cheek, then continues. "You only had about... eight months, between waking up and— uh, when I last remember." It's not a smooth dodge, to the point she's almost certain he'll call her on it, but she doesn't elaborate on her own steam just yet. "Might be going slower here. With the Powers not as tangible. Lot of stuff happened that pushed you deeper back there."

The Dark Sun, that was a whole thing. Even the Buried itself, that didn't seem to help matters.

"But uh, yeah. Bumped into him. Probably should've gave you a ring but I told him you were here. Figured he'd find you soon enough."