[Belatedly wiping at his face with his coat sleeve furiously, he gets himself slightly more under control; though his wobbling voice still gives him away.]

It's a spaceship... I don't know what galaxy though. It-- it pulls people aboard somehow. People from all different worlds and times. People who are alive and people who-- who are supposed to be dead...

I've been here... two months now? Yeah. Two months. And before I came here, it had only been about two weeks since you... I-- I'm not sure exactly, sorry. Time sort of... all mushed together. Back then.