He gave her that moment gladly, see the wheels start to turn in her head. A moment ago he'd been worried that he'd been about to get a sword swung at his head, not having any idea just what had been done to her head. He wouldn't have put it past the old bastards in Sanctuary to send her after him.

She was pretty sharp though, despite... well, despite herself at times. Now that he knew she'd come out of it pretty much herself he didn't doubt she'd put the pieces together.

"A little under a year. I've been keeping my head down, minding my own business." Gods knew that was never going to last forever. "What about you? Last I heard you got captured... I didn't know where they took you."