Ever since her conversation with Jaime, Myka had been taking it one day at a time. This reality that they were now travelling through just another headache to add to the many she all ready had. Myka hated sugar and the land outside appeared as one full of it. All happy sunshine and bright colors. Her amusement with the train had ended in China. Hope had been restored for a rescue in Narnia but since then she was beginning to lose sight of that. The train certainly hadn't stopped messing around with them. No sooner had she had the information confirmed about passengers turning up younger than did she run into one. She knew that it wasn't a new arrival because when she'd introduced herself the girl had answered with a familiar name. They'd never personally met but she'd seen the name on one of the doors and on the network once or twice. Part of her wanted to turn and walk away but she knew that the girl must be frightened. With as much fake calmness as she could muster she had told the girl what was happening and then told her how to get clothes that better fit her. When the girl had scampered off she felt quite relieved. The explanation had gone better than she'd assumed it would. Children were really not her forte. She was often at a loss for what to say. Myka truly hoped that this latest nightmare ended soon because she wasn't sure that she could take anymore. Part of her was frightened that she'd wake up younger one day and that was a nightmare she wished to avoid. As she walked into the mini kitchen she decided to grab something to eat and drink before going to the baggage car. It had been awhile since she had ventured in there and with nothing else to do figured that not only could she wash her clothes but possibly find a few new items to wear. Myka wasn't paying that much attention when she first walked in but as she looked up from the ground she noticed the back of a familiar head. "Emma," Myka called out letting the woman know she was in the car. Since arriving on the train she had found it better to announce her presence rather than randomly throw it upon someone. Left very little room for confrontation.