Do forgive the silence on Kurt's part; the part about their being in space has just sunk in. A very loud part of him doesn't want to believe it's possible; he grew up in twentieth century Germany, not the fifteenth century. What he's seen is far and beyond what he knows is possible.

"A space ship," he murmurs, raising a hand comprising of three digits to rub at his forehead. "But this is--you said you would understand how this ship works? Do you know how it was that I would have come to be here?"

He might be less inclined to believe her if he weren't under the impression that Castle Wulfenbach were a literal castle, instead of a whimsical ship name.