"I know of fewer than ten, but the appearances were increasing steadily.  And no, there seems to be a variety.  Though the odd coincidences are seemingly to be expected."

"What other kinds of weird coincidences?"

"The girl who identified your Xavier, for example.  Apparently her readings were suspiciously similar to some local ones, though less so than the two 'esperverses' are to each other.  ...I am not yet very familiar with the science, but this is what I was told."

"Readings? Like the appearances are twigging on something that is probably not literally a Geiger counter?"

"It produces a field of data that changes over several seconds and then fades, rather than being an approximately single number which one can collect indefinitely, but yes.  It is somewhat like that."

"Cool. Do they know anything about, like, why? Is anybody ahead of us on the going home via probably not the halls of Parliament train?"

"This I do not know."

"Who's 'your Xavier'?"

"When I showed up I asked the first person I saw to call me an ambulance and she was like 'how about instead I hand you off to this guy Xavier I am vaguely aware of who might be interested in babysitting you through your weird problem I've never heard of' and I was like 'that doesn't sound normal but I'm too magically brain damaged to dispute that' and the guy sent his niece to bring me to his house, and she and he were doing their best to look after me till Svetka kidnapped me. Which happened while he was out and she was in, because apparently one of the arrivals picked him off a list and was like 'that guy, I want that guy', so I guess at least two people think that guy is a respectable port of call for interdimensional travelers."

"That's wack."

"It's so wack! Svetka would it have inconvenienced you at all to kidnap me out of a hospital instead if I'd gotten to one?"

"No."

"That's exactly what I thought you'd say. So it all turns out the same either way I guess."

"You did not seem to think that the hospital would have been very good for your mental wellbeing."

"Nah, would've sucked, even hospitals that know espers exist are not necessarily equipped for every random psych symptom - that's probably why Future Me was with Mart- I mean Julien - but like they are pretty competent to keep a dyspraxic teenager from committing suicide probably so I'd've lived."

"...Do you think you would have died if you hadn't been tied up while Svetka was getting me?"

"Not necessarily, I would've first tried leaving the car to find somebody to talk to."

"Okay."  Lean.

Svetka pulls into a gas station.  "I am going to unbind you both.  Please remain as cooperative as you've been thus far.  I will be keeping ahold of Julien."

"Mmhm."

Keys keys knots knots.  The gas station's some weird alternate universe chain, Princess, and it apparently has public restrooms.  Svetka keeps a literal hand on Julien's arm on the way in.

He cooperates with this??  He cooperates with this.

"I have experimentally determined that I can if I've got to tolerate going to the bathroom with the door closed if someone is talking to me through it the entire time."

"...Fine."  The door here wants coins; Svetka feeds it a toonie and a quarter and herds them all into the room.  There are two stalls.

"Sorry, I am about as embarrassed as I have the emotional room to be and will catch up with the rest later."