"Och, I wouldna have guessed 19. 17 or 18, maybe, but not 19." He smiles at her, meaning it as a compliment.

"Anyway, what I said before, about the different times - when Stacy saved people, she saved them from all sorts of different times, aye? So ye may run into other people from the past, or the future. Or your own past or future, come to think of it."

They're a few inches closer to the door, now, but it's slow going. Sudden movement may attract the evil, after all.