"No, please! You didn't do anything wrong, and anyways, you're not obligated to know everyone right?" Ann laughs and waves a hand around nervously, because this girl is super sweet and she's not really used to other girls being this nice to her outside of her small group of friends, and also, this is ridiculously overwhelming. "Remembering every single person who comes onto this train would be super hard, especially newbies, so don't push yourself, okay?"

She's not the only one getting overwhelmed here, though. The other girl seems to go quiet, lost in her own thoughts. It's concerning -- but just as quickly she snaps out of it, and Ann smiles again, a little less nervously this time at least.

"Oh! That's so sweet of you, you didn't have to do that for us!" Cookies are great, though. "Did you need any help?" Because it'd be rude not to offer, and sweets are the one thing Ann is... semi decent at. "Wait, really?! I just need to cut this stupid hoodie and--" wait a sec. What... is that smell? Ann squints, and then immediately glances at the oven. "Oh shit--" She's quick to grab the oven handle and pull it open, wincing as smoke comes billowing out, and she waves a hand to clear it as she grabs blindly for a small kitchen towel. She folds it over and uses it to grab the tray of cookies, quickly pulling them out of the oven and settling them onto the countertop instead. They're... they're just a little. Overdone. Maybe.