[Kazuya just blinked slowly at him, his brain chugging along at full speed to parse those words. He got... the general gist...? Maybe]

Prob-ab-ly...?

[He drew out the word's individual syllables carefully, frowning deeply as he tried to think on how to phrase his next words. Discussion on the complexities of teleportation probably shouldn't be done when one is blind stinking drunk. He took a bracing swig of his "red one" drink, as if that'd help]

I... okay, look, when you, uh, jump from one spot to another, you kinda like, get rid of the space? Like, you fold the space over, like- [He gestured like he was folding over a piece of paper, spilling his drink in the process. He didn't notice] -like, like that! See? So, I fold it, like that, then, I go to push to the other side, and then, it goes horribly wrong! I mean, how do demons do it? A lot of them are dumber than bricks and they do it without thinkin'! You hafta know your, your mass and weight and, and the distance you're going and, and do this like that! [he snapped his fingers aggressively] Otherwise - BOOM! Or, er, splice! And, you either, um, blew up th' desti- desh- the place, or you left your arm or leg behind or somethin'!

[That probably made even less sense than Alcor]