"If I'm right, your Statesman is still out there, and my Recluse is as well," While that would be a good thing for the other Statesman, he was concerned about his own dimension if they were from different dimensions.

Or that they were both being held somewhere else. After a moment Statesman decided that it did not matter that much to their immediate situation. Their dimensions were probably similar enough not to make a difference.

It would be of more concern when they found a way out of here, though.

Statesman took a bite out of his muffin, leaving only half of it.