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[ She's felt so restless for a number of different reasons, and she keeps picking up her device, not sure who she's wanting to reach out to, who she wants to be reaching out to, so finally, she just addresses the network at large. ]

So, getting drunk for multiple days after you die. Par for the course, or just me?

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[ There terrible part about not being able to die unless something gets to your brain, is that you're alive for whatever is happening until...well. Something gets to your brain. Liv remembers way, way too much. ]

Like death working the way it's actually supposed to. I don't want to die here and never go home.

Same here. It's hard when people close to you die, too, for that reason.

[Waiting for people to come back around is difficult. Not being able to do anything and afraid that this will be the time when it doesn't work is a terrible feeling.]

Some people never die while they're here, and some people die over and over. It's not always a matter of them doing anything one way or the other, either. It makes me thinks of events--some people never have one from their worlds, and some people have a lot.

I can imagine a few nightmare scenarios coming here courtesy of me. I hope they don't, but it's not like we can help it, right?

[ Patterson died, but then, Liv was dead at the same time so she didn't have to do any waiting around. She's not looking forward to it when that time comes. ]

Same here. I've had a couple dangerous ones from me already.

I'm sorry. That really sucks.

No, I am. I'm making this sound way more grim than it probably is.

[He feels a little uncomfortable for making her apologize so many times. He hadn't meant to seem like he was looking for that kind of thing.]

Well, dying's pretty grim. It's not easy to just snap out of it, I get that.

[ The alcohol leaves her with a lot of 'sorrys' because it's all she can come up with. ]

Thank you, though. You distracted me a little, I needed that.