Perhaps the distinct fear that comes with that question is enough to rattle Crichton out of his dreaming, and kick Wayne back into his own head. Either way, with the world losing its shape around them, all that's left is the two of them. Wayne reaches out, grips his shoulder, shakes him gently.

"Hey man, you'll find your home base one of these days. Just keep going 'til there's nothing else to be done. In the meantime, just try and focus on the little positives, right? I believe in you."