[Oh heck yes. Newt would GLADLY take a dissertation. He has six degrees and taught at MIT. That sounds like fun reading, especially if someone is passionate about their topic. How do you think he became friends with grumpy-pants here? He'll have to inquire about that later, though.

Following Qubit's example, Newt steps over and puts an arm through the portal, now sure that he won't be sucked through just for touching it. He expects it to tingle, to shock him a little, anything, but it's just a portal, so he pokes his head through. Sure enough, there's a hospital right in front of him, and, just as Qubit says, many onlookers. Newt half-waves at them awkwardly before popping back.]

Thanks!

Okay, dude. What do you say? This seems like our quickest route and I know you want to check this out too, so--how about it? [He pauses, then offers a hand he doesn't expect Hermann to take and isn't entirely sure about himself.] Together? [And because a dig is necessary.] Don't wait too long, because I'm not carrying you over.