John raised an eyebrow and stared at Tony. "You've been through one?" He could tell. Just by the tone. They were trippy and terrifying and wonderful and...weird. Yeah. Wormholes. Shaking his head, he couldn't really believe it. "How?? I mean, I know everyone here claims to be from another universe, but that's..."
That was everything he'd been tortured for. "Did you make one?" He had to ask. He was starting to think this was in his head.
2018?! Shit! John shook his head, staring at the data again, clearly in shock. "Almost 20 years..." He muttered to himself. How was that...? "So you're saying I traveled through time, too?"
"Uh..yeah. This is just different. What I've seen was mostly...organic. Lived on a ship that was alive- kind of like a giant whale. A lot of technology out there was bio-tech." A term he came up with himself just at that moment. "Well, not the PEacekeeper stuff."
He cocked his head, staring at the dad and realized something. "What are you looking at exactly?"