[Bourne raised an eyebrow, actually surprised.] "Two years?" [Then again, he'd been here for - shit, eight months. Time flew away with you here.

He paused, running over his mental calendar. It'd be that day soon.] "So you've spent that long here," [he said.] "Have you noticed any aging at all since you arrived?" [Did this place, did time here, affect his life back where he came from outside of the deal?]