"2016? It was 2011 for me. Time is weird in these multidimensional pockets, huh?" Cissie grins, and shakes her head a little. It's enough to give her a headache sometimes, but she's also found that it helps sometimes to remember the ways this place is different from home. It's too dangerous to get to comfortable yet. "It makes sense, when you put it that way, but... It's kind of creepy, isn't it? Can we trust what they're providing us with? Can we afford not to?"