Nodding at what Leia had to say, "I suppose I could leave Ram there until I can figure things out." That's the uncertain part. Then a sudden a cringe is drawn from him at the memory of that flower in the time distortion, and with a mumble, "The flowers might not have a great survival chance, though." Hopefully Ram's appetite won't be too large, because Faux isn't taking no for an answer.

Then the entire game changes.

His shock is immediate, and he catches himself from staring at the user.

Okay, Leia seems to know more about him than she had let on, or she presumes she does. He doesn't like it. Not having expected this in the slightest, his first instinct is withdrawing back to a health level of suspicion.

A long moment hangs, and he considers whether to answer at all. However, that would be rude to a user, and it would do nothing since they share the same close spaces.

With a smile, "The name's on the roster. It's a simple matter of deduction. I don't go by it anymore though." It's just another bad reminder this Train seems to love to rub in his circuits.

He then gives his chin a rub, "You have me in a bad position, but I'm also curious. If you do know a me from somewhere else." Is he really sure that Leia has met him before? "Cause I learned very fast, versions of me don't tend to stick around very long." With odds lower than even surviving this train journey.