Well, he's not looking at her like she's got a second head or whatever, so Dairine might be in the clear. Not that she couldn't explain Paradisa. It might sound crazy, but then again they're stuck on a void-traveling train. A magical sentient castle wouldn't be more out there than that, right?

"Oh, good," Dair says as she shuffles over. It is a relief, though with her initial worry fading she's starting to feel a little awkward.

"Do you want a hand or...?"

Which probably sounds ridiculous coming from a small skinny teen, but what else is she supposed to do? Not offer to help? As always, she's not about to let her size stop her.