Mikhail smiled faintly.
"They haven't come back yet? That's a shame."
"But, Train Conductor... what's all this stuff in the carriage?"
He lowered his head and nudged the winding cables on the floor with the toe of his shoe.
"Are you renovating?"
"No. It's related to Amphoreus, too."
Pom-Pom explained.
"Ms. Herta and Mr. Screwllum prepared these. They're all useful."
"...Passenger March 7th grew weak as soon as she reached the outskirts of Amphoreus, and so did Passenger Yan Huan."
"Luckily, neither of them has run into any other danger."
"Passenger Dan Heng said he'd come back, but it's been days without a word..."
"Passenger Mikhail, what are you spacing out about?"
Seeing the surprise in Mikhail's eyes, Pom-Pom couldn't help asking.
"..."
"Haha."
Mikhail stood and looked out at the strange planet beyond the window, smiling faintly.
"Train Conductor, it seems it's time to say goodbye again."
"Huh?" Pom-Pom seemed to realize something and pressed him.
"Then..."
"Will you come back to the train?"
"Probably." Mikhail stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"It's wonderful to hear that so many people like me have boarded the train over the years."
"Who would've thought we'd all end up shareholders in Penacony..."
"The Nameless come and go. Some find a place to call home, while others keep traveling, just as the Silver Rail stretches ever onward... That's the Star Rail Express."
"I'm sure you won't be lonely in the years to come, Train Conductor."
Mikhail smiled serenely.
"The Holy Grail War is over. It's time for wandering souls to return to rest."
"Misha... needs to return to Penacony, too."
Pom-Pom hurriedly said,
"Passenger Mikhail, remember..."
"Whether you leave or stay, the Star Rail Express will always be home to The Nameless."
"Pom-Pom... will always be here to welcome you back."
"It's a promise, then,