The lack of pockets have never bothered Jamie. Even when wearing his sheepskin vest, he's still prone to standing like he is now, or folding his arms against his chest. Besides, he's got the sporran to hold things, even how much it can hold has changed since he woke up here.

"Aye. As far as I can tell, it's been about a year." He doesn't add the part about time working oddly here, knowing the Doctor'll figure that out - if he hasn't already. "We'd not had the guide then, or knew a lot about what was going on. Back then we thought we were going to be able to go home once we got the ship back. Er, the rest of the crew, that is. There wasn't anyone else awake that I knew."

He pauses, frowning slightly. "At least not that I can remember."