She brushes a hand through her hair, her breathing slowly starting to calm down a bit, the more she's sitting here and trying to gather her thoughts.

"Yes. He's dead." She made sure of that. Thankfully she got to do at least that much before she was dragged away from the train station by this train. "But even that won't erase what he's done."

All the damage he's done to her. To her deceased family. To all the children he hurt and manipulated.