Duster's mouth relaxed into a slight frown, with his eyes half-open, he drew his hand out to grab Sparks' to give him a soft shake. Yesterday...no, today was the fifth, he was unconscious for five days. Either way, too much had happened in Duster's life, and he didn't have the energy to be more upbeat than usual.

His gaze went to Sparks' hat. "How long ago was day one?"