"Left" looks at Arinis, and smiles. "Oh relax, it's not like I haven't been stripped and prodded before... though I usually prefer to do the prodding. And as far as my mechanics... I can give them a fulll schematic. For a fee of course."
While "Left speaks to Arinis, "Right" shakes his head. "I've been doing nothing about thinking about it. Unfortunately, I'm a cyberneticist, not a cosmologist. My mechanics aren't configured for that variety of computation. I've gotten an accurate simulation of the correspondance effects by going through my recordings. I was only exposed to the wormhole for one millionth of a second, if that means anything to you."
Exasperated, both Left and Right turn towards the tender. "And where's my drink?"
