[Kell has never been away from home for long. Not for months. So he didn't think. Didn't notice the passage of time here. Not until asked. It just has been one thing after the other, in the meantime, months has passed. It takes him a while to count.]

About half a year now. Saints, I didn't realize it's this long already.

[A grimace that follows is a reflex, mirroring his displeasure at the long six months of ... what? Not many great achievements to count, a lot of ruin and anguish to describe.]

Maybe I should keep a journal. [He scoffs.] Diary of descend into chaos, as told by one Master Kell. [The irony of it is not lost on him. Though it definitely is on Kyle. A fact Kell realizes a moment too late.] Sorry, it just reminded me about something from back home. Didn't want to be cryptic.