Hmm... it's been... a little while?

[[Mushrooms did not actually need to keep track of time beyond the changes of the season. Things would happen when they happened. An Zhe had become aware of it though, the passage of time. The countdown of his own clock. How long he had made someone wait for him. How long he was making them wait for him again--

He glanced up at the two moons watching above them.]]

It's always night in this zone, no matter how long you stay.