Strange placed his own order, and if she needed a fellow tea addict? Then she would find one in Dr. Strange.
He could understand that need for hard fact sand information. He was glad there was a color pamphlet included in the welcome package, even if it was coming from a mystical standpoint.
"I was a neurosurgeon, so I can appreciate the need to know," Stephen offered, once he was assured that everyone else was occupied with their own lives and not on them. "We're part of a multiverse, one bubble out of many possible parallel universes to this one, where there are several different versions of you and me. Some where we've died, or have yet to be born. Our entire universe, here, is at risk. This planet is the focal point, the epicenter of the disruption. Since time was broken, fragmented, it's creating random anomalies from the prime universe we originated from, or drawing things in from other planes of existence. These ripple out into the universe, from Earth. Some events were already in motion and couldn't be changed. I believe that another realm, Asgard, being destroyed caused the cracks here to worsen, and here we are. In the aftermath."
He hoped that made sense, and waited patiently, so she could absorb that explanation and ask any questions or about finer details.