Christmas? Uh...yeah. Hasn't happened yet. Or it happened. Obviously. It's February. Christmas happened. But that Christmas, back home, hasn't happened. For me. Because of this place. And some things with the space-time continuum. Basically, as far as I can figure it out, this place exists outside the normal flow of space and time, in a sort of temporal bubble, so anything that happens here doesn't affect the normal flow of events, and if you get sent back, you go back to when you left and possibly don't actually remember having been here, at least not until you get brought back. Unless you don't remember when you come back. It's fairly random. You've actually been here before. And you don't seem to remember that. And basically I've been here for...a while now. And yeah. So, it's been a while.
The gang is...mostly not here. Iris is here. And Jay. And I think your sister might be here. But that's mostly it. And they're fine. Everyone's fine.
I noticed. Obviously I noticed. Because you said things and I responded to them. And I'm pretty sure the dinosaurs will eat you if you try to steal one, so maybe don't do that thing.