Inigo slowly releases a breath, moving only slightly on the other's lap. Not too much though, since he is enjoying the touch in his hair. It's kind of calming, so he doesn't want to escape it, not even accidentally.

"Hmm.. I met her in the past. That is why she recognized me here on the train, despite the version of her that was here only being a little older than me.." And therefore having no chance of being Inigo's biological mother just yet, because that would have required her to have given birth at a ridiculous age.