"Alright, let's put that aside for now." Pannis waved his hand nonchalantly: "You woke up forty-seven years ago, right?"
"Uh huh, that's right." Little Deer nodded vehemently: "I was so bored, so I have been counting the years."
"As for Annie." Pannis turned his gaze towards the little banshee sitting next to Little Deer, curiously poking at Little Deer's ribs: "Can you remember how long you've been awake?"
"Huh? What?" Annie hastily withdrew her pranking fingers and adopted a serious posture: "Uh, ah, when I woke up, well, I don't know, I was sleeping most of the time. Sometimes I would sleep for several months, so I can't exactly calculate the time. But I guess it should be fifty to sixty years, not longer."
"Fifty to sixty years, huh." Pannis nodded thoughtfully, rubbing his chin in silence.
"What's wrong, Pannis?" Catherine found Pannis' behaviour odd and asked with concern: "Did you think of something?"
