When he corrected her, saying that he had meant having a hard time transitioning with magic when he was younger, she laughed softly at herself. She had gone on a tirade, thinking one thing, and it had turned out to be another. "Oh," she said, trying to keep from blushing. "Forget all that then? I didn't mean to go on like that - and I wasn't even right with what I said!"
Glancing down at her hands in her lap, she picked at one of her nails and shrugged her shoulders. "Not many people have places they can go outside of the country so they're stuck here," she said and looked across the train at the people across from them. "Perhaps. But I just don't like the idea of being paired with someone I don't know. That's the biggest part about this that I hate, you know? Having to marry a complete stranger - I just don't want to be stuck with someone who I can't be comfortable or happy with."
She bit into her lip, keeping her emotions in check and glanced up at him. "You can't like the idea either - what if, for example, they paired you with that woman over there?" she asked, pointing to a woman on the other side of the train. "You don't know anything about her and in a week or two, you have to be married."