[ There's a part of Alice that at least sees that. It's not a big part of her, not when she's so busy being consumed by her own emotions, but she seems to at least realise that telling Emporio of all people about all of this probably isn't the best choice.

And yet.. she can't help it. What else is she supposed to do? The train has hollowed her out enough that of course eventually the emotions are just going to pour out like this, regardless of time or place. ]

If I help here.. I am still going to be in pain.

[ At least she's trying really hard to keep herself from fully getting angry and flying off the handle. At least she's trying that much in front of Emporio.

But a lack of over the top anger just makes the pain in her voice all that more audible. ]

Then who is going to take away my pain? Why must we go around and fix other people's problems when no one will ever fix mine?