[He blinks and sits back. It feels like he fought on the Balmera yesterday. He can practically hear and feel the Lion. The real Black Lion.]

That memory was from months ago. After you touched me...it came into clear focus as if it happened not that long ago.

[Wash had seen the memory and this time he'd brought it forward. He stares at the grass for a long moment.]

...try it again. You now know how long ago it happened. Let's see if anything changes.