[He holds up his hand.] The time doesn't matter. The time here doesn't flow right, so I wouldn't think much of it. Just that...it's been awhile since I saw you. [He pauses and he really considers if he should mentioned her previous time here.

He decides it's not important and leaves it be. Just arriving here is probably already a lot to take in and he rather slowly ease her to this place than for her to worry about other details for the time being.]

The likeliness is, time might pass here, but it doesn't pass back home. I can't really explain it, but it's like we're in a bubble where nothing outside of it matters. [At least, that's what he feels like it has to be. Otherwise, it doesn't explain why others had told him about the prophecy passing, but that he was there alongside them to go through the events if he has been here for so long.

He doesn't want to think of the strange existential ideas of it that's for sure.

Instead he smiles softly. It's warm. It's not one given to someone admiring their god but one of someone who holds something more fond. He holds his arm out to her.] Sure. I can give you a tour. We can come back to the beach after if you'd like to get your footing about everything else. This place is pretty large.