[How strangely specific. Not that she can talk - she came exactly today in her own time, and it corresponds with whatever time is here. There's no way she could ever forget that. But...1839.]

Oh, my. You are from rather far away, aren't you?

[Evelyn gives him an apologetic look, because things have definitely changed since the early 1800s. It must have been much harder for him upon arriving here.]

Today is - was - July fourteenth, nineteen twenty-six, for me.

[Now that that bombshell has been dropped...]

Where are you from, if you don't mind my asking?