"我的媽 我的妈" The Mandarin expression of shock translated somewhere close to 'my god', not that Much had a chance of deciphering that. "Well, at least that explains a few things." Like an inability to understand why anyone would bother themselves with space travel and why the mule had seemed like such a wonder to Much. That was Earth-That-Was time, a planet and a way of life that had long since ended. A sigh escaped him, Wash wasn't sure he was the right one to try and explain this -- but he was the only one around right now.
"Look. I can't explain how this happens, but the year where I'm from is twenty-five eighteen. But that's not the time now. At least, this City doesn't look like any place I've ever seen." Wash shook his head slightly from side to side. The number still seemed so.. unbelievable. "Eleven ninety-four..."