"Hmmmm...a dormouse as well as a March hare? How very quaint. He seems rather stupid, though perhaps this may come to an advantage. Though he's not nearly as refined, your dormouse is much more productive than the March Hare. No doubt his lack of focus in memory will make him a most obedient and enthusiastic little worker."

The hare stepped onto an elevator, praying that his travel all the way to the other side of the factory wouldn't be in vain. The elevator took him down to a control room that was very warm in temperature in comparison to his own control room, which was rather cold. Much like his own control area, this one was elevated above pools of molten metal with the elevator serving as one's only way in and out of it. Directly in front of the elevator Hare was on was the Dormouse at his control panel. It didn't seem he could even be bothered to turn around to greet his partner, as he was far too engrossed in his work. Hare could tell that he knew he was here, however, because the mouse's ears made a slight twitch when the elevator landed.

"...Lad?"

"Oh, hello there, Hare. I didn't think you'd be here today. We just discussed the plans yesterday!"

"Well, Ah..."

"And shouldn't you be on your side of the factory doing your part anyway?"

"Well, there wez somethin' Ah wanted the ask yeh, so if yeh wouldn't mind turnin' aroond and listenin'..."

With an annoyed twitch of the nose, the wheeled mouse slowly turned himself around to face the tall hare. "...Yes?" The hare looked down for a moment at his feet, feeling nervous for the response he'd get from his old friend. His long ears slowly drooped down as he looked back up to at least the dormouse's eye level. "Dormy, do yeh remember a thing from back then?" The mouse tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. "Back then? What is there to remember from back then?" After a few seconds, the mouse looked up happily and raised a finger in realization. "Oh, I get it! Back then! When we first started making the train!" The hare sighed and shook his head. "No, lad. No."

"Well, what, then?"

"Do yeh remember...theh tea party? Our never endin' tea party?"

"What tea party?"

"Back in the good ol' days...with theh Hatter..."

"There's nothing to remember about the Hatter except that we took him down."

"But...Dormy..."

The Dormouse suddenly started laughing and moved over to the hare, turning himself to be at his side and then gently pushed him over to the edge of the control area. "Look all around, Hare." the wheeled mouse said excitedly as he gestured to all of the room. "All of this progress! And I've done it all by myself, Hare. Soon our mission will be complete and everything will go according to our grand plan! Ohohohohoho! Isn't it wonderful, Hare?" The hare did look around at all of the molten metal and how the pot which had the Hatter's arms pour more into each assorted area. It was indeed very nice and organized, and Dormy had come a long way from not knowing much of mechanics the way he did. Still, it didn't make him as happy as hearing a nonsense story like he would've at one of their tea parties would.

"It's...It's lovely, Dormy. But...are yeh sure yeh doan't remember anythin' from theh past?"

"What good are memories? They're unproductive! We're in charge of the train now!"

"But...yer sure yeh doan't remember even a little bit?"

"Quite sure. Now, if all goes well, perhaps the train will be finished early. Wouldn't that be great, Hare?"

"Is that bluidy train all yer willin' to talk aboot?"

"It's all that matters, Hare. All that matters...Hahaha...The train..."

The hare sighed in defeat as the wheeled mouse went back to his control panel without even looking at the hare. The hare slowly walked back to the elevator, his ears completely flopped down in disappointment. Before stepping onto the elevator again, he looked back at his friend and decided on a whim to try one last thing.

"Why's a raven like a writin' desk?"

"The train is coming with it's shiny cars, with comfy seats and wheels of stars. So hush, my little ones, have no fear. The man in the moon is the engineer. Ohohohoho..."

That was the last time Hare tried to discuss anything other than the train with the Dormouse.