[ That thing, Roland assumes, might be the mysterious cloud-like entity that was responsible for that world's collective destruction. Two left, he thinks then, remembers that feeling of acid pooling in his stomach when the very colors donning their clothes right now were the same ones who had lost the most that day. Whenever it was. So he approaches this carefully. ]

In the mission logs, the train ran away, right? When the thing came once, on another world, it forcibly evacuated every passenger and left? That's the only proof we've got, so far. Other than that...the train probably doesn't care about anything apart from the missions. If it does care about you and me and everyone else, it could stand to put more effort in its love language.

[ Like give things for free, as they should. Supplies. Medicine. Weapons and armor. Things that should be accessible to all! Even without points! ]