Disclaimer: I do not own Arnold Rimmer, and make no money from writing about him.
Rimmer smiled at the audience and bowed, basking the glow of their approval. This universe really did run in reverse – this was the exact opposite of what he usually felt when a room full of people were laughing at him.
Here, he felt comfortable to stand out from the crowd, lifted up by their attention instead of beaten down. He got along alright with Kryten, now Lister wasn't around encouraging the mechanoid to give himself airs. He was even making other people happy.
Perhaps in a place where everything ran backwards, things could finally go the right way for him.
The End