Haleth looks stunned for a moment, then chuckles, shaking her head. "It is the year three hundred and seventy-eight, but I withdraw the question; your answer would mean little to me. I should instead perhaps ask when you were born, the better to determine if you are from another world altogether, or simply yet to happen in mine. Though I cannot see how it would be so, for I am unable to bear children."

She leans back against the wall, eyeing Canien thoughtfully. "I would be glad to know the answer to that riddle, if you have knowledge of it."