"Five months," Sam repeats, sounding a little alarmed. "I guess that explains the timetable Zelda gave me when she and I met a while back." It seems... pretty weird, but he's not really sure what to think about it.

"I guess I could ask around," he agrees, shaking his head. "It's a little strange that some people have been here for nearly half a year and still don't know anything about what we're even supposed to be doing, though. That doesn't sound like anything good."