[ It's clear that the train controls are intricately designed so random people such as them can't do what they're trying to do. Nothing is labeled, and quite a few of the controls require employee-distributed key insertion in order to operate. Pyrrha slides into the control car after him, looking at their surroundings and struggling for optimism.
She feels like she did on - on that night, at the base of the tower, except now her hand is clutching his sleeve. ]
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She feels like she did on - on that night, at the base of the tower, except now her hand is clutching his sleeve. ]
... does - any of this look familiar to you?