Devero twists towards Seto, grabbing his other hand in both of his own. "Yes," he says intently. "Yes! I don't-- I have no idea how we can do that, keep them from getting lost, but there's something left that we can use!"

The younger man's withdrawal over the past several weeks has not been lost on Devero, for all that he's been caught up in his own shit, and he knows why. He knows how important it is to him to be able to reconnect with the people he's lost.

And he knows how big this could be, that even departed passenngers are still tethered to the train somehow.