[Daemon's eyebrows kick upward at the kindred's demurral. He dips his chin in acquiescence, though he's still bemused by the idea of non-Blood kindred.]

As you say then, Winston. You may call me either Daemon or Sadi. I answer to both. And no, not long. I would say roughly that amount of time. As far as I am aware, I was among some of the first to arrive, though not the very first. You are familiar with the technological aspects of this place, then?