I’d offer to help figure it out, but Mike’s got no clue how he ended up in my ‘verse, an’ the universe-hopping technology’s the Donnies’ department.
Quite all right, mein Freund. I have my own super-geniuses I can ask.
Thanks. And goodnight, uh Kurt, is it?
Ja. Gute Nacht, Raphael. I pray you find your brothers soon, safe and unharmed.