The blondish head shakes as he has no idea who any of these people are. But if she says black mage, well he's obviously heard of the Black Mage trophy. And dark knight? Well Gladio was the only knight he knew of on the train. His brain had no idea what to make of a 'couple hundred years ago'. People didn't live that long where he was from.

There was more odd talk of a dwarf to remake a rod and something about finding his line to have it redone. So he had more coffee, trying to gather his swirling thoughts. After a moment it lowered again to inquire.

"Time..simply passed by quickly?"