Ailee doesn't interrupt, or cut in with her own opinions or insight. Right now she's learning with such attentiveness that it's no longer a mystery how she got into the university. Not just the facts, though she does make quiet notes in her sketchbook, but she's clearly thinking deeply about the implications too.

"Strangely encouraging to hear," she murmurs to herself. She coughs, and continues a bit louder to brush past it, "And that's your endgame? You've lived a long and fulfilling life, and you're happy spending the rest of your days bound forever to a train? You've seen everything you wanted to see, had a family and children, and this is your idea of a happy retirement?"