Soldat pauses, frowning. They know the war, but they don't have any actual memories of the train and the fall, yet. Boarding the Voidtrecker and hearing it coming in and out of the station makes them uncomfortable in a way they don't understand, but they haven't tried to chase down why. They don't want to make it worse.

"Well," they finally say. "He's wrong. Whatever happened in the war, he didn't die." They puff out a little breath. "The people he was fighting caught him, turned him into. Into me, I guess. I'm from. A lot further in the future than the one you met."