[ Can he blame her for teasing? Surely not, after all of their conversations at the First. She laughs instead, eyes dancing as she watches him give up on eating for now. And yet just like how his exasperation is fond, her amusement is too. Like meeting an old friend, a brother, a—

She shrugs, instead. Nonchalance feels better here, instead of going down the rabbit hole ( it could be— it can't be. She won't allow it. Her jaw tenses ). ]

You're really not going to let me have a moment of peace here, are you? [ There's the exasperation, like the other side of a mirror. ] Alright, fine. Why bring you back, then? Emet-Selch was unorthodox, but he wasn't helpful. This is— [ a gesture to the table, the train car, ] this doesn't exactly seem like they want to stop us from doing anything, except leave.