It's unsurprising to hear her say that it's sometimes for the train. That's so much like Nita, isn't it? Trying to communicate with the train. Does this sort of thing happen often then, Inigo wonders - her just accidentally doozing off here?

But rather than lingering on that thought for too long, he puts his hand on her knee after she starts leaning against him.

"And for who is it today?" The train? Or her?