[Otto's already made peace with the fact that the life he had was gone. Destroyed with his old lab- killed like Rosie. Mind, he hasn't processed the loss in a healthy emotional way, he just knows there's no way to undo it. A cabin out in the middle of nowhere won't be too different from a ruined old warehouse by the docks. At least now, he'll have enough common sense to eat and sleep instead of obsessing over some useless machine. And he'll have an actual human companion. It's a thought that helps him more than anything else.]

Despite my degree in the matter, I've had enough of nuclear anything to last me a lifetime. [This was absolutely a joke.] The cabin will be fine. We'll be fine.

[With the wiring finally properly exposed, Otto raises the part of the actuator that's still attached to his body to see whether it'll connect properly. C'mon Larry, live!]