Y'know, sure. If that's the easiest way to explain it, sure. Either way, I'm the sixth version of me that's existed. There'll probably be a seventh some day. Heck, I know a guy that's on his forty fourth iteration.

['Overheating computer' sounds a lot better than 'fatal PTSD' any day of the week. And excuse, it's his job to die a lot! It's casual, it's all casual.]