[She immediately retreats as far away from the door as possible, her back to him. So that carefully polite note she would send him later over the journal-- well, she'll just have to deliver it now, unrehearsed, in person, instead. She can do that. Don't think about how now they're inescapably stuck together for the duration of the train ride, and how she's still on edge, half-expecting her powers to go off suddenly...
She's thinking about it. It's the strangest sensation: she's scared and confused, and those are the times when he holds her, isn't it-- but at the same time, the thought of anyone as much as touching her right now is terrifying.
Her head's reeling enough that it's all she can do for a few seconds to just repeat her old conceal don't feel mantra silently to herself, try to make it the only thought in her head. Which means she almost misses what he says entirely, and it takes her an extra second to make sense of his words.]
--You... Twice? [Finally turning to face him, a waver to her voice and clear alarm in her face. Just when has he been falling out of trains?]