[Peter exhales a little, just worrying his bottom lip a little. He's been avoiding talking about this aspect.] After he got tired of- that, Beck started pushing me with his illusions towards the train tracks.

I didn't really see it until he dropped the illusion, but, uhm. [Avoiding eye contact now out of discomfort.] I was hit with a train.

[He tries to press past it.] I got in the train, and I was fine. I just ended up in the Netherlands and had to call Happy for help.