Nita stills at the names, breathing very slowly.

"The Voidtrecker Express's last captain, maybe? Or..."

She almost dismisses the thought, but perhaps Seto can chase it. Did the train have, not just a title, but a name?

That last idea, though, has her making a face. "I think we'd remember if our worlds were void-active, Seto. That would leave a big enough hole in our lives."

Absently, she flips to the back of her journal, as if to write these latest thoughts down.