There was a third instance of Cam operating, well a 2nd if you didn't count the version, the main in the Outerverse. What was it trying to do? Teleport an old creation that was made in this timeline in order to have someone who could help it with a problem.
He wanted the cycle to end.
The end of him being the hero. The end of Plex once and for all. The end of his timeline being messed up like it had been. The end of the endless battle he fought constantly in his timeline. The end of him having to be the one who cleaned up after people like Galaxy who should have been taken into a dark alley and shot for all they had done to mess up Reality.
An end to his trauma. An end to his mental issues. This was what he truly wanted for himself. Yet, he didn't see the end happening. After all, it was endless. Plex would be respawned, or someone would make something far worse than Plex that had to be contended with. The mere thought of something worse than Plex made Cam shudder with pain. Okay, NO. He was not going to deal with such. He needed a way to make someone else be the next "Savior of the Timeline" if it came down to that.
In any case he knew he couldn't allow himself to continue like he had. Since medication wouldn't work, as he wasn't organic he needed an alternate solution. Therapy was the only one he could come up with that might work. Yet with who? Hikaru was out. He wouldn't bother his great aunt with the problems he had, as she had her own difficulties. Her negi scared and repulsed him so that was out as well.
"Who. Who can help me with my issues?" He asked, as he walked through the D-Lab. His issues, much like his scars had scars, probably had issues.
Since he wanted to disembowel and tear Galaxy apart at a molecular level because the bastard had created the trouble of Plex, well, that was explainable in his eyes. Really, he longed for retirement though.