[Gregor is sure he would know if the dowager Empress died. But Gregor has never met anyone else here from the 30th century. This is...interesting. He places both feet on the floor and steeples his fingers, gazing at Ivan thoughtfully.]
How old are you?
[It's a less crazy question than "what year is it," after all.]
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How old are you?
[It's a less crazy question than "what year is it," after all.]