A year. Time... sort of doesn't mean a lot to Chara anymore. They don't see a single reason to look forward to going home, to settling back into a story that only wanted to go on without them. Nothing waiting for them there. One world was as good as the next.

But a normal kid... one who got to have his grunkles, one who got to have his sister, but... probably one that had things back home that mattered? Parents, friends, things to look forward to? That has to be different.

They look at Dipper, quiet for a moment. Doesn't seem like a the date I came here kind of deal. Not something to celebrate. Not a replacement for a birthday. Another year of belonging, instead of another year of somehow surviving.

...Ah.

"Dipper... how old are you and Mabel?"