Yeah. Esteban is definitely going to find a way to convince Romeo to rest. He clearly needs it, and his young friend had probably been running around since the early morning, doing his best for the sake of strangers. They are really all so, so kind on the train.

But for now, he agrees to the help offered, letting him take the bag, although just a bit reluctantly. But the hatchling-- but the infant is surprisingly heavy, and though he thinks Romeo is curious about them, asking the ten year old to carry them is... not a risk he's willing to take. Not when he's clearly exhausted on top of things.

"Alright-- didja eat?" the half-elf adds just before they are set to start on their way. No apple pies, unfortunately, but there's probably some easy things lying around. The food the-- Earthians?-- had was oddly packaged by Esteban's standards, but he'd heard it lasted for a long, long time. He can't make anything right now, but-- surely there's a bit that can be scavenged for his young friend?