Vincent stepped in at this point. He was livid inside. He wanted to scream and rage against this notion of his universe possibly being nothing more than some fictional construct in another reality. He was already familiar with dimensional variances, but there had always been some semblance of uniformity to them.

Now... it was like the worlds he'd seen were only apples on the same tree, and now he was in an orchard of every fruit imaginable.

Lucca however, caught his interest. "Magic and scientific prowess? A rare synergy, most lack the perspective for both." He turned to the others assembled. (Yes he was dressed now. The clothing room had managed a reasonable semblance of Asgardian caster's robes, retaining the Latverian forest green.) He paid particular attention to those who had mentioned 'mutants' and 'X-Men'.

"I believe some of our universes are closer to each other than most."