The feeling outside certainly has taken a entirely new feel right now, people were starting to get on guard.  Quil, still rather misinformed about the situation starts to feel a little annoyed, though the bridge being out has started to circulate, she wonders why the conductor hasn't tried finding an alternate route by now.  And as luck would have it, she does manage to find the raccoon in charge, and Sairif and Cassandra, who looks like she's chewing out the conductor right now, does lead the pika to come to a different conclusion then she should have, and confronts the pair over it.<br/><br/>"Alright, you guys!  Why the hell haven't we started moving?"  Quil shouts out to all of them, marching forward.  "I know we've run into a little bit of a snag, but I hope you do realize that unless the engine room is on fire, the magrail can take us in reverse, so the sooner we move, the sooner we can get off this backwater gulch!  So can we knock this off and get back to work?"<br/><br/>The last bit seems to be directed at the conductor, but it's starting to look like she doesn't know who's really in charge, as she looks up at Sairif, crossing her arms.  She still looks pretty annoyed, but her tone does improve.<br/><br/>"Hell of a place for the workers to act up, isn't it?  If it takes too much longer, might be best to make an announcement."  A condensending glare lands straight at the conductor for a second.  "So, what were their demands like?"