"Over a year," he answers easily enough, clearly distracted. He stops his scrolling when he sees the matching face, Michelle. It doesn't ring any bells so maybe he's wrong. He's probably wrong, and that's fine. He'd love to be wrong.

Whatever tension or anxiety he had melts as his shoulders drop and he puts his relic anyway. "Anyway- Sorry, uh. Just kinda got spooked for a sec, nothing you gotta worry about."