“I know a place we can stay. Ink, your uncle and my older brother, Dr. Solam Crafter, used a portal gun to get to this world long ago. I had helped him with that experiment. Recently I found out he lived here, and I’ve been staying with him. That is, until I heard about you being here. Anyway, sure he wouldn’t mind us staying with him.”
“I would ask why I’ve never heard about him, had I not been a newborn when I was left in the woods.”