Sen noted the way anger seemed to rise through her fellow passenger in response the the unusual- and quite probably unnatural- events unfolding around them. As much as anger was potentially dangerous (it could cause people to lash out and blind them to reason) it was actually welcome in this instance for a good reason: The anger her companion felt was enabling him to keep at bay the fear or panic he might otherwise experience. If he could use anger to keep fear and terror away long enough for that dare-devil nature he felt he had to come to the fore, then it was a more than welcome guest. She watched as he stood up away, done looking out the window for the time being, and gritted his teeth.<br/><br/>"We have to get off this train," he said.<br/><br/>Given her own observations, Sen had no argument with this statement, except to say that the particulars of it needed some immediate and rapid refining. Before she could open her mouth though, the train suddenly jolted, with a pinging noise, throwing her fellow passenger off balance. He demonstrated good reflexes, by grasping a pole for support and Sen gasped out loud at his misfortune when something fell from the ceiling, striking him squarely on the head and sending him sprawling. Although possessing a very unusual and useful form of sight, Sen nevertheless perceived time no differently than anyone else. Thus, the object which struck her new acquaintance, rolled too rapidly from view for Sen to get a good look at it. She noted though, should she have need to know in the near future, the seats it had rolled under. Her attention then turned rapibly back to her companion as he sat up with a groan, massaging his forehead. Rising carefully from her seat, Sen kept her balance centred as she addressed him.<br/><br/>"Goodness..are you okay?"<br/><br/>Sen extended her hand towards him, offering her aid as she posed the question. His initial response was to look up at her and slowly move his own hand away form his forehead. He seemed to be having to make a bit of effort to focus. Sen hoped he hand't sustained a concussion. Concussion, anger and fear of strange and inexplicable things was a bad combination. It wasn't that she wasn't fearful or nervous herself- she could feel fear gnawing at the edges of her composure- it was simply that the habits of a lifetime gave her an advantage: Having been born blind, she'd had no choice but to learn how to keep calm and use her head. To do otherwise, as a blind person in a sight-orientated world, was a recipe for certain disaster. Keeping her headhad been mandatory for her in life generally, and was fast looking to be absolutely essential here. Inwardly, she was glad when he accepted her help, grasping her hand firmly as he hauled himslef back to his feet. In the midst of such strange events,to have contact with another person and know them real was a welcome reassurance.<br/><br/>"Seriously... we HAVE to get off this train!"<br/><br/>Sen nodded to her fellow-passenger's repeated suggestion, watching the colours rapibly flicked throuygh his aura, implying cogs turning rapidly, before he settled on and announced a course of action.<br/><br/>"Let's find the driver of this abomination of a vehicle!" he said decisively, beckoning her to follow him. At that precise moment another bang shook the train- one which would've taken the feet from under both of them, had they not adjusted their balance rapidly. In the momentary silence afterwards, Sen saw her companion's expression change as he remembered that she was born blind. "Uhm... did you want to take my hand?" he offered.<br/><br/>At that precise moment, Sen was grateful that the many unusual things unfolding around her were taking up her attention, or she was certain she'd have blushed again from shyness and embarrassment at holding the hand of a boy she'd just met.<br/><br/>"That'd be welcome actually," Sen answered, extending her hand in his general direction, "and I'm all for finding the driver... or finding out if we still have a driver. If we're going to try getting off the train though, can I make a suggestion or two? First, we don't try anything stupid like leaping from the train. Even if you can see what's outside any better than I can, unless there's a freak snowdrift or pond, or patch of especially dense heather and bracken, then if we leap from a train moving at this speed, we'll do ourselves worse injury than by staying on it. If that happens, no-one would know where we are... and even if you've a mobile phone with you, have you checked for network coverage recently? Alone, injured and in the middle of who-knows-where would be a really bad combination".<br/><br/>"Second, if there's a driver willing to make a premature stop, or not willing, or no driver, there's a simple way to stop the train- well hopefully, despite what you've told me about it. There should be a cord or chain you can pull to trigger an emergency brake. If we do that, the train comes to a halt and we can get off before whatever's gone wrong gets worse. Third- and I know my gut's screaming at me not to do this- whatever we find in the driver's cabin, we sit tight. As unpleasant as this train-ride is getting, we've a much better chance of getting off it in one piece once it stops somewhere. And it has to stop eventually".