Just because he's dropping it, for now, doesn't mean this is the end of things, Koumyou. But he is offering a brief moment of respite. It was a sort of rest for the betterment of both their psyches.

"... I see," Koumyou's explanation made some sense. Genjo took the glass of fresh tea as it was poured out for him, allowing its warmth in his hands to ground him into the conversation. "So something about 'us' managed to stand out in some way as to catch this train's attention."

Was the train sentient? How peculiar.

"Something that possibly reminds us of its original crew."

He knew the fear of what being 'erased' could imply. However, it came with a pretty obvious assumption that it wasn't exactly like the Muten.

If it were like the Muten, this train would have probably ceased to exist along with everything else.

"I take it that residents of this train have been searching for the reasons behind our ending up here for quite some time now."

He sipped at his tea with that, savoring the familiar flavor as he waited for his master's response.