Jin stared at the remaining parts of his body. Could he rebuild the rest and go back home? Did he deserve to go back home after everything? The others.. They had family.. But now, they were totally absorbed by Messiah. Sure, he could still talk to them, but in many respects, he was all alone. The only one with a body. The only one who could make an avatar. If he could manage, he could get the avatar back home to enjoy some of what he used to, if he couldn't just get his full body back there. But, why him? Why was he the only one who'd survived? He knew, logistically, the reason, but it still didn't make him feel less guilty. He lost himself in thought for a long time, his guilt eating at him. He slowly pulled himself out of it and began working on a few projects. He was given this time for a reason, he'd at least try to help defeat Messiah however he could, even if he was stuck in this alternate dimension.