"I told you my name. It hardly seems fair to be talking to someone without at least that much courtesy."

Armand turned to watch out the window. From what this person who was not Takaya said, he didn't want him to see into his eyes so easily. "Though tis true that it feels much longer than that." His hand went to the glass of the window. "Wasn't it fall last week? October perhaps?" Now the foliage was fully green and vibrant.