"Man, don't I know it. I know better than to try to put time in a neat little box; that shit is all over the place. Jumps, universes, split timelines, rapid aging, whatever. I'm too high too much to try and explain any of that shit to myself."

He breathes in deep, sighing a smokey breath.

"Hell, I still don't know how much time is really passing. We don't even have an orbit around a sun or whatever. What's time even like here?"