_{[ Mark cannot help but look at Rex with larger eyes as he responds so hastily. Surely there was something going on here that Rex knew about. That's when the miniature version of Rex walks by and Mark cannot help but state the obvious: ]}

Hey..! Hey, that's you! It has to be.

_{[ Although his voice is hushed, he's expressive and curious sounding. It had to be Rex.. just look at that busted nose, red hair and green eyes. Mark is watching intently, frowning, especially when the younger Rex starts crying. His lips part to say something to Rex, but then the older teen starts spilling out words. Mark glances back at the younger figure on the couch before settling his gaze on Rex. It sounded like Rex remembered this happenstance well-- it must be a vision of one of his memories. ]}

.. I'm so sorry, Rex. Um. I'm not sure why the train is showing us something like this, but..
Did it.. ever get better for you? Also.. are those your parents that were talking to you just now?