With a stifled snort, she presses her face to his neck, the adrenaline starting to edge back. The sounds of the rest of the train start to come back into focus.

And here she is, sprawled over him, a couple minutes away from trying to get this ridiculous shirt off him. Modern clothes are annoying enough without whatever he has going on

"Well you saved me anyways, like you said." With a tiny smile, she props herself up to look at him.

"Maybe I should get up to go thank Romeo too."