"When? Johnny didn't say..." He does extend the arm this time, offering the man a smile in faint appreciation. "He said Reever made it to keep Komui on task, so it couldn't have been more than seven years ago -- ah, which would be seven years from 1896, which..."

He trails off. He's barely reconciled the idea that people here may have come from other times, but he definitely doesn't know how to explain the date to someone who may have come from another world.