Dion nods, ushering a small glow of light forward to better light their path.

"A handful of moons," he confirms. "Just shy of half a year."

And Goddess, does saying as much serve to disorientate him for several moments. In a few weeks, he will have resided in this foreign world for half a year. How much has Valisthea changed since, he wonders.

"It has been rather a forgiving realm thus far, though the seams have begun to show in a near-literal fashion."