You're right.

[ curtis looks down at the spot she'd just touched like it was going it would visibly be different than the touches of anyone else. but it wasn't. his shirt was the same, his skin underneath felt the same.

impossible was out the window, it seems. ]

I've lived on a train for the last eighteen years. It didn't stop moving. We were never in one place for very long because of --

[ he falls silent for a second, shrugs. ]

There was nothing outside the train anyway.