"Crowds are always hard," she agrees.

"The train is hard for me too. Not always, just when I'm already wound up." Like in the middle of a crowd.

"And then there was this... guy. Selling something. I didn't even see what it was, but I could smell it. I could smell it, and then he shoved it in my face and I thought -"

She clears her throat. "It was just all too much, together. I went for my knife."