Not acting rationally is right. [ He can't get the last memory out of his mind. It's tattooed, even as he tries to pace himself now, around Nita, trying to scrub it free.

The weight of responsibility has always been heaviest on his shoulders, whether or not it's warranted of him. ] How do we even know this train can actually take us back when all's said and done? It keeps ejecting passengers out every platform day, but why? They're not useful enough for it? Even defying nature itself, reviving the dead...!

[ It's not right. It's not. Not to him. Not like this. He closes his eyes and breathes. ] Helping save a world is one thing. Hell, I'm sure everyone on this train's got some experience on that. That's why we're all here, right? But to come into the task blindly, with no help, no answers, no choice, and nothing to go by? [ His perspective on things are changing as they speak. Who would have thought this is where his mind would take him? ]