Opening up the door to the adjacent compartment, peered inside the identical car.
Red seats with metal silver walls and a few windows to peer into the outside world where a slowly setting sun casts its orange rays into the room.
It was no different than the previous one, except for the sole occupant.
It was a young girl, no older than 18, with sky blue hair that went down past her knees which had an oddly pink underside to it, making her hair almost resemble cotton candy.
She wore a long white dress with a second layered vest over her chest.
The solid color made the tremendous amount of blood on her left side staining it and the already crimson cushions she sat on even more pronounced.
Her left side from nearly her shoulder to waist was dyed a dark crimson with blood that was yet to fully dry, it was even more of an attention grabbing sight than the halo above her head, that of a white ring with an angled blue star within it.
Her expression was sullen, resigned even.
Even with one half of her face covered by hair, the single visible blue eye looked completely defeated.
Though the protagonist kept his face calm, he was used to far more graphic injuries than this, he knew a horrific wound when he saw it.
If not for being superhumanly durable, a thought he didn't question how he knew, that kind of blood loss would've been fatal without immediate medical attention.
Even being conscious was a testament to the girl's endurance, despite the pale face that was still feeling the effects of her injuries.
Survival wasn't impossible, but it certainly wasn't guaranteed either
The sounds of footsteps gently, drawing the girl's attention to him as he walked over toward her.
???: "There's no one else on the train right now, so you're safe. But try not to move so much until we stop. You've lost enough blood already."
In this place, whatever the story was, he clearly knew this girl well, seeing her in this state stirred up plenty of worry.
He was still sorting through this second set of memories, slowly forming a picture of how he knew this person, but if he was dealing with someone who very well could've been dying he could roll with the situation for a little longer to keep her calm and let the memories come to him.
The girl shook her head with a somber smile.
???: "Thanks for checking, but it doesn't matter. Will you sit with me for a bit?"
A little confused, the Protagonist slowly took a seat to the girl's right.
After a moment, she sighed deeply.
???: "It was all my fault. My decisions, and everything they caused. It had come to this for me to finally realize that you were right all along..."
???: "Don't start beating yourself up with self-pity yet though, you're better than that. If you can do that then you can put that energy into fixing this mess once you're fixed up yourself."
???: "Kivotos was in utter disarray right now, there wasn't time to feel sorry for yourself."
The girl's smile widened just a hair into something that looked genuine.
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???: "Despite how blunt it can be, I know how much you care and appreciate it. I wouldn't have expected that from when I first met you."
???: ". . . ."
???: "So forgive me for being so bold, but I must ask for your help."
The protagonist raised his one good eye brow, looking at her curiously.
???: "You'll forget these words, but it won't matter."
???: ". . . ."
??? "When I first met you, I thought that you were more machine than a human, but after everything that confidence is always reassuring to hear. If we'd been able to work together from the beginning, maybe then..."
The girl's words trailed off into a wistful melancholy.
The girl shook her head after a moment.
???: "But it doesn't matter. Memories or not, I believe you'll make those choices that only you can make, this time before it's too late."
Once more, she fell silent for only a moment as the protagonist listened, content to let the girl ramble.
???: "I've spoken of responsibility before. I didn't truly understand it then, but now I do. Adulthood, responsibility, obligation, and the choices you make which extend beyond those ideals. I even understand their implications. Therefore..."
Another pause.
???: "... you're the only one I can trust. Only you can free us from this twisted, distorted fate and find the choices that will lead us to a new reality."
... This was definitely sounding oddly familiar to him.
His companion turned to look directly at him, a regretful smile over her expression, but she didn't answer him.
???: "So... Please..."
???: ". . . ."
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???: "You hung in there well until I came. Leave it to me from now."
