She's got a little hologram thing of her own that she says are the blueprints for the device he was working on, but they believe that before it was finished, Walter and his team were all caught in amber.
Walter, however, is preoccupied with finding out what they call this yummy red candy he's eating. "The same as you. We call it licorice," says Simon and Walter starts babbling about licorice and then he asks if they have Ring Dings. Simon glances at Etta, all, Jesus, this guy's an idiot. Also, he says to Etta, again: "Who are you? You're quite pretty." So we're guessing he's relatively insane in the membrane.
That means it's brain-scan time. Walter's lying down in the MRI or whatever they're using in 2036 and a frustrated-sounding Simon tells him to try to stay perfectly still. "Yes, I hear you, Peter. I will try not to move," says Walter, clearly addled. Etta walks in and has some sort of thing that connects to the other thing or whatever it is that powers the machine and Simon looks at the brain imaging and says Walter's neuropathways have degraded. "It looks as if he's experienced some sort of trauma. Probably because he was so close to the blast horizon of the amber." Walter! When you were in the amber, did you feel your brain getting damaged? Etta wants to know how they fix him and Simon doesn't know.
Over to the "Ministry of Science" now, where Etta sits in a waiting room. There's an Observer there, observing her quite creepily. Etta avoids eye contact and then the Observer says, "She'll be here in a moment. Your meeting. It's about to take place." Hey, way to predict that an appointment is going to be fulfilled! He gets up and leaves, right before Nina Sharp comes rolling down the hallway in a motorized chair. Unlike Broyles, she hasn't aged at all, except her hair is completely silver and, I suppose, there's also the scooter. "You wanted to see me, agent," she says, brusquely, to Etta, who tells her that they're still waiting on the touch screens for headquarters and they've been backordered now for six months.
Nina says she doesn't know how to break it to her, but her department's needs are the lowest thing on the list of her priorities. Looks like she found a way to break it to her! Then she bitches out Etta for always managing to come during her lunch hour and orders Etta to walk her to her car. Um, so to speak.
Outside, Nina's a lot friendlier and apologizes, reminding Etta that she can't her thoughts from them the same way Etta can. Then she asks if they've made any progress with Walter's device.