"Connected to...?" Wolfgang doesn't mean to be nosy, but, well, it's just how he is. Caring about things like this. "I'd heard some rumours, but none of it's making much sense from where I'm at."

He sits with his legs folded up, making him appear to be less of a giant, and evidently doesn't care about getting dirt or sand or grass-stains on his clothes. "That's a relief, anyway," he says with obvious irony. "I'd be put out if some -- some other dimension kidnapped a bunch of people just to force them to lead boring, ordinary lives somewhere else."