"Think it would be futile to give it a list of 'please don't's? Or do you think that might be influential on where it takes us next?" Marian asked, slightly impish because of his snort. Though she did make an attempt to hide it.
Pursing her lips, for a moment, she regarded him silently after his confession. What other people did. "I can see how you would want to know about your past. Usually it is our pasts that define who we are. But sometimes our minds block out things, like whatever is blocked out in yours, for a reason. Because they cannot fathom some terrible something without breaking." Marian wasn't sure she'd ever done that. She couldn't recall any holes, beyond those that are normal. And she couldn't blame the fact that she didn't remember her mother on it being tragic, she was only two when she passed. "I've been reading a bit, before I go to sleep." She confessed.
"If they have a break through I hope they don't broadcast it. It would give the train an edge, and who knows what it would do." With them, or with itself.