[His temptation to keep giving her shit for the sake of it is warring with the fact he genuinely wants to know more about this magic. Taako isn't a researcher on the level of Barry or Lucretia, but he still likes to understand how things work.]

That's what, four hundred years per day? I mean, I've dealt with bullshit time magic and loops before but that's balls to the wall insane. We did... shit, eleven hour loops in forty-five minutes? And even that did some seriously screwy shit to time and fate and all that.