"What, you think I ain't scared of this? You think that didn't hurt like someone was out for my life? I'd rather be in a fistfight any day than have to feel none o' that. I'd rather it be tryna kill me."

He points at her. "You know this can happen to you, too. An' it ain't meant to be friendly. This shit is meant to hurt us. It's meant to suffocate us and kill us out here, or it's meant to demean and demoralize us an' make us reject what keeps us goin'." Speaking of which, he suddenly remembers that, yeah, he should probably use the damn air canister 'cause what is oxygen.

"When did this happen on the train?"