To be dead, yet alive. That’s a weirdly familiar sentiment that he has observed within one of his own counterparts. An endless loop of contradictions & an existence that can rip apart time & space itself should he so will for it.
Add is certainly much quieter than he used to be, at least in this child-like form of his. Quieter, more reserved, & yet so obviously unhappy at any given time. Driven to absolute madness to what might be considered an untimely demise. Or perhaps an infinite demise bound to loop itself through all of existence.
& in itself, it’s pitiable as much as it is frightening. Desire to go home drove Add so far in this case. It’s so unlike the very same Add whom he has traveled with, who heeded the words his mother spoke once & gave up searching for a way home.
“...So we meet again, Mister Time-space.
Did you need something?”
... & in all truth he still doesn’t know precisely what to say or do in this regard. He can’t even ask how Paradox is doing because the entity is already dead.