His answer obviously didn't satisfy. She sniffed a little, if he could give vague answers, then so could she. "I don't know, I haven't counted how long I've been here. What does it matter?"
She wasn't about to give herself away to him or anyone else, beyond the other woman in her cell. Amelia gave him a little quirked grin. When he answered one of the other captives. "Some people don't like it when old men talk to little girls, you know."