He'd run in a heartbeat. In his experience, he doesn't like being owned, even if the owners are being as kind as possible. That's how he sees the train.

"Oh yeah. I been to all kindsa places that were real nice lookin'" But some hiding real bad personalities. "Been to ones shot all to hell, too. Never seen nothin' exactly like this, though."

He gestures loosely at the river. And he makes the mistake of trying to do something; he turns his fin on, wanting to get a feel for the surrounding area. It only lights up for a second, though. Immediately he turns it off and grabs his head. "Holy shit, what was that?!"

He cringes out at the river.