John just nodded slowly as Tony explained his experience with wormholes, not asking much else beyond that. Maybe later... It was a new story. As far as John knew, no one else had been capable of making one. Maybe he'd figure it out later.
Then again, did he wantto figure it out anymore?
"Yeah...sure. I don't have anything to show, but I can draw some stuff up- maybe show you what I know about the droids..." He muttered, scratching the back of his head. Math was ruined? Well....dren. This sucked. How could math not be a universal? No. He didn't want to try to even wrap his mind around that one yet.
"Peacekeepers are...space cops? Or they try to be. Pretty much the universes' version of Nazis. Think they're superior. There was one...well, a former one who traveled with me. She was kicked out after being deemed irreversibly contaminated for defending me..." He went quiet talking about it, the memories still fresh. Too painful.
"Probably better they're not here."
DNA right. He stared at it. "So this is that werewolf guy, huh? You're trying to find a cure?"