On grabbing her hand, Eight pulls him up to sitting or to his feet, as needed. She nodded at his concern. Surely everyone here had places they'd rather be and things they need to be doing. She was no different. She was patient with Rich though: he just got here.

"I'm with you, too." She admitted. "I don't really care about the missions or whatever it is the train wants us to do." She felt bad being this selfish, but she wasn't asked. "But... the people on the train have been very helpful to me. I hope in time you can trust us."

"We didn't choose to be here either. And from what I have seen they want to help each other. Including you, now."