Kryner was chilling out in the hay while the horses whined at the trains departure, sympathizing as he himself wasn't a total fan of riding in the cold, it was what he had to do. Curling up in his cloak he just padded himself a little bed of hay and figured he'd take a short nap while they were off to Chyta.<br/><br/>Menus came around for the five with options of different fancy coffees, different breakfast pastries and even a verity of egg preparations to enjoy for the ride. The fancy cups given to Hoss and Charles when they ordered the Mocha Blitz was laughably out of place with their big hands paying 25 cents a piece to receive a cup that looked along the lines of a tea party set they sold to little girls. Hoss shrugged clinking the small shot of coffee with Charles before slamming it back in one little swig.<br/><br/>"Not worth." Charles simply stated leaving the cup on the saucer and figured he may as well keep the china to constitute the quarter horribly spent.