Walking is easier now. Simpler. Her feet touch the ground suddenly and she can see the shapes of people against the train now.

"He did promise to help you find me so I guess he's just keeping his pro--"

The flash takes her by surprise--and her destination even more. Somehow she forgot she'd end up in the luggage car. Her nose wrinkles as she stares up at the ceiling. Cigarettes. Thank god Zetta doesn't smoke. She should really get up and go find Zetta, make sure he knows where she went. Levering herself up isn't that hard when one can float, after all.