Dave seems unimpressed with her complaints, standing in front of the door to the next traincar over with his hands in his pockets. At least, he probably comes across as unimpressed, between the poker face and the shades. He can be hard to read, unfortunatelu.

"There could -- and probably have been -- papers written on whatever psychoses I probably have." Rose certainly liked to both psychoanalyze him and write, and who knows what that girl got up to in her spare time. "But my theoretical insanity aside, we're supposed to be playing the heroes here, so I'm not seeing ang other options. Unless you got a better idea, darlin'?"

He may have let a bit of Texan slip into his speech there. Some things you just gotta say with that drawl.