Oliver shook his head. "No, I haven't met Dorian." He grabbed a chip while he listened to Sebastian's explanation, trying to catch any significant details. He also didn't like to worry too much about life, but his curiosity tended to get the better of him about most things anyway. He wanted to know how this worked. Not to mention he was worried about the opinions of the people around him--he didn't have much of a social network on Gondovan as it was--so he figured the more he knew about this phenomenon, the easier it would be to deal with it without looking mad.

"So you were both in a park--or gardens, really--and you ran into each other, even though you were sort of in different places. And we're both in a pub, and the same thing happened," Oliver said, nodding thoughtfully. "That...sort of makes sense, I guess. But I'm sure you're right about the Plane! I mean...we've got millions of miles and plenty of years between us, but we met anyway." He said it without thinking, forgetting for the moment that he'd been keeping quiet about his current location to just about everyone until Tamaki had asked too many earnestly-interested questions and gotten more information out of him.

But he didn't notice his slip, as his attention was immediately pulled away by a glass appearing in Sebastian's hand. "Whoa! Hey, you didn't have that drink until just now."