It wasn't just that arriving on the station was crazy. It was everything he had just gone through. All of that loss, all of those people snapped out of existence. It was the people he knew and cared for. It was being trapped up in space, not knowing what was going on back on Earth. It was the gradual acceptance of his demise, and then the sudden shock of being somewhere new and unexpected. Not even being able to quench his thirst could properly ground him. With those thoughts, he knocked back the glass of water and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Right..." he managed to say eventually, taking everything in. "So now what? I mean, clearly we're all stuck here. Is anyone else working on figuring a way to get everyone back to their respective timelines?" he asked curiously.