Topher gave an impatient little huff. Gesturing with his hands, he explained, "Whatever's happening to people's worlds, it's making these crazy scans. Squigglies all over the place, stuff in the air that shouldn't be there, all kinds of weirdness that doesn't make any sense -- in my dimension. I can't explain it. But I figure, maybe with some other kind of physics in some other world, it'll make sense. Warren's physics has to be different from mine, what with the..." He gestured to indicate wings. "If I figured out how he works compared to how people work at home for me, maybe I can use that to figure out what's going on."

Hmph.