Martha hadn't yet gotten into the habit of thinking like a local. She knew of the differences in months and days of course, but she still found herself needing to do the mental conversions in order to combine the two. March, so a great deal longer than herself. "I arrived in Eliaderen, so you've a bit of a jump on me."

A beat, and Martha sat down. "Thanks." Now that she was thinking about it, she was putting names together with some of the research she'd done on medical records here. Dr. McCoy hadn't been there when she'd arrived, but his records had been.