"I'm just wondering how that works with alternate existences. Would they be similar enough that you'd just automatically accept they're close enough to the version you're exclusively familiar with, or if you treat them as an entirely different person," Donnie notes before he eyes the ground below and then....drops down.

The snow's a soft enough landing but it also lets his feet sink in, so right after, he's windmilling his arms to make sure he doesn't fall flat on his face in the stuff.