Dom chuckled. "No, I think I've got something that will help us. If I had everything, we'd be packing it up as we speak." As much as people liked the island, or at least some of the people in charge, they were the same people who'd be the first to leave if they had a chance.
"I think I know what they did to get us here." Okay, he didn't think, but if Vance wanted people to know, he would have shared. "want to start creating a practical model to recreate what they were doing while Sheldon can work on the problems, like the swaping and the lack of control. I still think that the first is more easily fixed the the second. I don't know how you pick a dimension when you don't know where you are going. I'm hoping that we see some kind of link. There has to be something considering that there are people from only a few dimensions. We have to find some kind of convergent point." They'd either get it very right or fuck it up completely and then... Dom wouldn't worry about the 'then' just yet.