I, uh-- actually learned that... Well, I didn't...die. Turns out I'm found, just.... not for seventy years.

[There's a bit of a sigh at this. One would think this would be good news, right? But nope, it just makes things more complicated.] So, I mean, yeah, I'm glad I am alive. But everything...everyone I cared about back home...they probably won't even be around anymore. And...

My girl's here. She got here 'bout the same time as Howard. I...I actually can be with her here. If I go home....I'll probably never see her again.