Jack merely sits still after he's done his magic and watches Blue's reaction carefully. People always reacted differently actually seeing him do his work, he'd discovered since arriving in Exsilium. Kids generally were enthusiastic, but well. That always depended on how the kid was in the first place and Blue's reaction isn't too surprising from what Jack had already observed about him.

At the question he has to pause and really think about it. At some point he'd stopped really keeping tracking of the time, the days just blurred into weeks, into months and eventually into many years. But if he went by the year he'd remembered waking up in ...

He rubs the back of his head sheepishly as he realizes just how long it's been.

"Eh, three hundred years, give or take a few."