It probably didn't help matters that the cape shrugged a little when Christine looked to it for answers that made sense.
It also didn't help when Stephen corrected the pronunciation, because he was a stickler that way.
"Dormammu. A primordial demonic entity that rules the Dark Dimension. Looks like a giant head." He remembered the exact amount of sweetener she liked in her beverages. That was disturbing. The entire situation was disturbing. He gave her slightly more sweetener to make up for it. "This amulet I'm wearing is an Infinity Stone. It controls time. I activated it with a spell, to turn back time. No joking about that Cher song. Basically, it kept the Dark Dimension from absorbing our world."
After stirring, he tapped the spoon against the side of the cup and then rinsed it off in the sink. To say he liked things orderly was an understatement.
"What happens, when you mess with time," he said, walking past his hovering cloak and sitting down next to her, "was that it runs the risk of creating distortions, time loops, paradoxes. I split our timeline into two pieces. I split everyone into two beings. No one would have noticed. I didn't notice. Until things started to go wrong. Which you felt. Oh. Here's your tea."