There's a slight smile for her lack of amusement with him. She'll be sick of him by noon, even better. He can forget her name. Leanne? Whatever.

"Carrying a person through dimensions takes sophisticated magics. My guess is if two complex beings were disassembled and reassembled that way, they'd come back all... wrong." He wrinkles his nose and shrugs a shoulder, face smushed into his hand like he was a step away from sleeping when she showed up. "My DNA is pretty different from our spud buds over here so I'm guessing they're safe to cart through the stream."