Other times, Connor could deal with. Time, in a way, was his specialty. He'd been working with Professor Cutter for so long that it had become second nature to just assume you could move in and out of different times. Other realities, though? That was...odd. Not impossible, he reasoned, considering the whole Claudia Brown thing. His mentor insisted something they'd done had changed the past and a whole person had been wiped out, a person none of them remembered even existing. That would be another reality, right?
And really, were different realities so hard for a sci-fi nerd to grasp? All sorts of movies and television shows and books involved time travel that created another reality or dimension crossings or people facing off with themselves from another dimension. Connor considered it while Allana seemed to be thinking and decided that no, it wasn't that difficult a concept to deal with.
But all of his worries about that flew right out the window when she had the nerve to ask if they had Star Wars where he was from. Did they? That was like asking if they had water where he came from! Though he supposed there were places that didn't, especially if this place was pulling in people from other planets, and really, why wouldn't it? It never even occurred to him that there might not be life on other planets. He was a firm believer in Roswell and plenty of other theories leading to alien life.
"Do they?" he asked, incredulous. "It's like a way of life! I mean, yeah, the movies are great and all, but then there's action figures and comic books and novel tie-ins, and it's like..." He sighed a little dreamily, then blushed. He had to look like an absolute fool, he knew. She was probably about to give him that look that Abby usually did, where she was merely tolerating his 'issues' until she could slide away without coming off as a great big jerk. Shame he loved her for that. "I mean... Yeah. My mates and I have watched it a couple of times." Nope, there was no turning back from that point.