.. yeah, it sure seems like the train doesn't notice, huh.

And it's not even like Inigo expected any different from this. If the train seemed to ignore all the kicking and hitting, then of course it isn't going to notice a little note. But he wanted to at least try, had maybe the faintest hope..

But now it's all gone. Which means Inigo sighs, pulling a hand through his hair.

"What are you going to do then?"

She glances back at the turnsiles.

"Are you going to go back to your world?"