He knows how that feels. "Well, it looks like we're in opposite positions. You get bored out there, and I get bored in here. The only problem is that it's been two and a half years since I was able to leave this place."

The coffee's very good and he's glad to have it. When he first got here for good, he didn't mind because Julia was here. Then she left, and there was a long time where he felt like he was just... floating. But he met people -- Charlie, a few others -- and it was all right. Faye's been a constant for him. A nice... no, a beautiful, exotic, perfect constant for him lately and he hasn't had much desire to rock the boat by trying to leave. Anyway, he promised not to go without her, and as long as she can't see the door, he'll stay put.

He sees it with varying degrees of clarity. Some days it's so clear it practically jumps out at him -- the day he helped dig Charlie's grave was one of those days, he remembers -- but he's not ready to walk through it yet. He doesn't want to go back to Titan one more time that badly any more.