He looked at his arm and then at her, scrubbing the tears from his own face as he raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean, how long? How long have I been alive?" He asked, thinking about it.
"Three months? Little over actually. And no, I couldn't contact you. Fucking Russians had me in some...research facility."
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He looked at his arm and then at her, scrubbing the tears from his own face as he raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean, how long? How long have I been alive?" He asked, thinking about it.
"Three months? Little over actually. And no, I couldn't contact you. Fucking Russians had me in some...research facility."