So when you woke up, you knew from the start how long it had been?

[Diarmuid's right, it does sound unbelievable, but Edward said much the same about a great many things that turned out to be quite plainly and literally true. So he holds his initial reaction of that sounds like a pack of fairy tales back and just listens, taking a sip of his drink.]

So you're a "heroic spirit", then, and the tale that you lived through centuries ago was told enough that someone...pulled you from it, do I have that right? [He lets that sink in, then takes another sip.] That is—a lot to swallow, Diarmuid. [But swallow it he does, because his next question:] What sort of War was this that your summoner pulled you into?