I was screaming because it's wrong, because it— [She's struggling against King, and while he is but a corgi, she's also a noodle herself. This might be the one person on this train capable of losing a fight with a small dog.] Let go of me!

[She won't be able to answer Mithos until she finally wrenches herself out of King's grasp and scrambles a bit away from him.]

It's... it's not... [There are tears welling at the corner of her eyes. ...Well, her functional eye. The concerning one doesn't seem to function that way.] I don't have an eye there! I've had a migraine all day, I was going to take out the glass eye and see if that helped, but then there was something in there and it's not supposed to be, and—

[Yep, the panicking has just gone to full crying now. Apologies to the smalls.]

Get it out!