"So that's January with New Years, and February is Guardian, soooo Drakonis is March...and May has a holiday." The names won't mean anything to her, but hey, Drakonis doesn't mean anything to him. "I guess I never really kept track of the days where I was from. Didn't pay attention to them, anyway. I mean, I did--I had to tell time." Like the whole fourteen fucking months he spent in that base alone.

Look it was a bad time we don't talk about it.

"But it also didn't seem to matter as much. I guess I could start keeping my own calendar. Whip one up in the library, maybe."