"I went back...eighty years?" The Balladeer frowns. Oh, this is a little specific. "Five. Forty. Two hundred?"

He huffs in irritation and runs a hand through his hair. "Personal computers were pretty common. About this big?" The size he indicates is larger than the laptop, basically the size of a blocky old PC from the eighties. He never really messed with those either, but he knows they existed and what they looked like. Passing through the eighties does that for him. "And the cell phones were smaller, no antennas."