If there wasn't already something resigned about her earlier words, then there sure is now, once she opens her mouth to speak.

".. I know." She knows so well, too well, that her experiences in the past have shaped who she is now. And not in a single good way, she thinks, though she tries to keep most of the self-depreciation to herself. Devero has already helped her enough through this dumb vulnerable moment.

"There was.. another me on the train before. A younger me. I didn't resemble that girl anymore in any way."