That was certainly a mouthful. "That's an impressive title. Please make sure if you somehow find contact outside of this realm, you let the rest of us know. Those of us who are still sane would like to go home." He was sincere on that. Jefferson had a daughter to get back to. And while Emma and Hook had children of their own, he just didn't think they were taking any of this as seriously as he was. Emma was going through a personal crisis and Hook was...lackadaisical.
He did take notice of the conjuring of objects from what looked like a robotic arm. Well then. That was one way to be an architect. Ease of convenience too.
Jefferson almost chuckled, he was a little more patient with children, seeing as he had his own. But Satya had a point. "It's not a Pokemon, kid. And she's right. You'd do well to try some manners first before walking up to strangers, it's rude." The gawking child seemed unconvinced about it not being a Pokemon but clearly was outnumbered by the adults. He didn't want anyone telling mommy so he quickly contended to run off. "You should be careful with that, you know. Useful as it looks? Not every town is as friendly or civilized as this one. Some are quite...medieval."