Twenty-eight years. Staying the same age for twenty-eight years. Staying in a sentient sort of stasis for twenty-eight years, given that a pregnancy had actually been frozen in time as well.

"That... must have been a very developed baby when it was born," she murmurs lowly, trying and failing to make light of the whole thing. "That's awful. I mean, on the one hand, you look wonderful for being older than my mum! But on the other hand... you probably missed out on quite a lot. I'm sorry."