Tried and succeeded, I'm actually on the next world over from you. And there's a... space-barge of some kind that the other armored guys know from their world. So apparently the nightmare is becoming personal.

Hey, how about I come meet you and we kill the Skype call? I'm thinking a less public forum is in order.

[Because there's seriously only so much he wants to say on an open network, especially when it comes to throwing around theory and possibly gossiping about their fellow dream captives.]