Ratchet... This is all shoved in a grief process. Its frightening, unsettling, and beyond comprehension. We're cosmically torn from our own universes... I... I apparently may of been erased from my own world...

I do not know if this ship is the cause of it, but I no longer exist home. [ How much is true is not certain, how much is just ramped up Brainstorm trying to solve a problem. ]

I hope the conclusion is wrong, but I'll use me as an example in this scenario. Perhaps a way to treat one like me, is to rationalize the facts.

First off, I am standing here existing in this very moment am I not?

Second, there have been several moments in which time is proven to be wonky in this hub universe... thus making it likely I am only erased in one set of timelines. At least one must believe I am temporarily removed?

Thirdly, the trauma I face on mortality existing is valid and should be talked through.

Fourth: There is proof such as yourself that returning home and growing as a person is possible. There is proof we do not just vanish and disappear.. we might simply be returned.

Fifth. Locate the trauma cores and work to analyze what is the root problem.

[ HE takes another sip and taps his finger on the glass. ]

Its a work in process to deal with how the Hub Dimension works and the different ways we connnect and live inside it.

Also forgive my hypothetical example .. it was easier to use myself and not risk confidentiality.