She runs a hand down her face. "Okay, okay," she says slowly, trying to wrap her mind around all of this. "So when we were brought on the train, we were...what? Separated from our bodies somehow? Is this like our soul then, or how does that work? Is that how people are normally brought onto a train, or is this unique to the void craft we're on?"

All things considered, she has no doubt that she's most likely already dead on her world, but she's trying not to think about that for now. She'll have to deal with the thought of being dead a bit later.