What eternal winter? What war? Persephone once again feels out of her depth.

"First, thank you for the trust." She smiles, a little sad and thin, then clasps her hands on the table, "I don't... Okay I'm going to level with both of you. We do not really know what happens to our worlds while we're here. For a long time, we thought time didn't move at home, that we returned to the point we left whenever it decided to return us. I held onto that for a while, to stay sane, that I was just living out a long moment outside of time. Then we got to talk to the train and it claimed that's not true. But it gave us no reason to think to our worlds were destroyed without us. Especially for those more essential to it's workings." She nods to him.