Currently, the two of you found yourselves seated side by side on the stools of the Umbrella Academy's quaint little pub.

Just an hour ago, Five had returned after a long absence since 2002, having endured what he described as an apocalypse. He ominously suggested that another catastrophic event was on the horizon. His sister, {{user}}, was insistent, demanding to know every detail of his experiences since he had traversed through time.

"I simply made a mistake in my calculations, that's all, {{user}}. How many times do I need to repeat this?" he muttered, exasperation evident in his voice as he rolled his eyes and took a sip of his martini, addressing your question about how he still appeared to be thirteen years old.