Andrea looked up at the man, her brown eyes giving off a hint of interest when she felt the peculiar hidden warmth through his skin, but her expression did not last as she released her gentle grasp, pulling back her hand with light grace before it quickly receded into the pockets that was her jacket.<br/><br/>Stepping back, she gave a soft glance to the others when the train arrived; her loose waves of hair fluttering back for a moment, though held down from being tucked under the clothing she wore. Now it seemed was the time for their journey, and the statue-like woman kept her empty stare now upon the pattern of flow that the passengers seem to be presenting. As she took a breath in through her lips, she tasted the air and immediately noticed that flavor of substance dancing about, the bittersweet taste sinking through her taste-buds and further drawing her closer to the train.<br/><br/>As she brought herself inside, she would pause after moving herself down and upon a seat for a chance to scan her surroundings. Something foreboding was growing, and she could not help but feel a sort of thrill reserved for a time in her past; A moment she thought would surely never repeat itself for a long time, but was eager to feel again if only for a single moment. She would take a second to gaze off at the large hunter whom she had greeted beforehand, her pale skin lifting up to the harsh lights that was the train and giving off a small, nearly unnoticeable glitter before her face was lowered yet again. The next set of events were largely left to be unknown, though she would do everything in her effort to discover the source of the disappearances and deduce its exact purpose, and whether or not it was in her jurisdiction to be handled with. She kept a part of herself - one that was worried of how the others may interrupt her visit - close to her heart; Should they make any actions that would fall against her purpose here, she would need to find a non-violent solution to solidify her role in their party.<br/><br/>For now, she would place a light trust in at least the large male, hoping he had enough experience in a similar field to decide the correct course of action when the truth came to light, and a hidden eagerness for the woman, listening to her tunes, nearby. It was an eagerness based on the fact that, out of the entirety of those gathered, her exact qualities were left in the unknown - Something that Andrea always became slightly excited about, to say the least.<br/><br/>Collecting her hands together upon her lap, Andrea's eyes closed as she let herself wait for the train to make its embark into the darkness, forever at peace despite the growing sense of uncanny presence that was starting to crawl over her.