"A breach like that wouldn't be too out of place..." After all, sometimes breach beings have very different perspectives from humans. And there are long-lived beings on the ship, why not end up as something similar to them? Though Walter senses the repetitions are starting to make the spinning top wobblier and wobblier - the overt wish for a coma isn't the best sign, even if a peaceful disappearance might not be as bad as they're led to fear.

He gives an exaggerated shrugging gesture of his hand towards the communicator. "Might not be bad to find something to post about. As long as you're careful that it doesn't sound *too* useful. I still don't have a whole lot to talk about myself... can't really believe what happened..."

That the Other Misty is gone. That his friend here and so many people were hurt. That he was supposed to accept it and just move on... even accept that the monster who had seemed so sweet and real real was actually some twisted nightmare of no value, and yet that there was nothing wrong with the place that brought him this torture, that it came from somewhere else...