Dublin, she's never heard of, but Ireland, she has, his accent close to Edgar's, even if Edgar is really almost as much from the train as she is. Maybe not born there, but not old enough to remember anything else, either, a train baby in all the ways that count. "Not anymore," she says, knowing that this answer, as it always is, will probably sound strange to someone not from there. "I lived on a train. It was later than most people are from, there wasn't anything else left."

Strange or not, Yona generally finds it easier to get right to the point than to talk around it. For her, this will always be stranger, anyway, and hers isn't exactly the kind of story that will ever go over particularly well.