Eames looked over the board quickly, just absorbing it, getting the lay of the land, as it were, moving one of the pieces from his side in an easy counterpoint, a far more defensive player than Erik had been, it seemed.
At the question, however, there was a momentary impression of a younger man, a uniform, it wasn't actually a Forge like the last time he'd changed, just a momentary impression, there and then gone in the blink of an eye, "Quite some time. Lifetimes, even, at least, in dreams, though it seems just as long outside of them."