In one of the train seats near the back Gilda was laying on her side, already fast asleep, her legs kicking at odd intervals while her scarred and ripped up ear also twitched with the noises. If the Doberman girl didn't look like she was ready to geti into a street fight an smash a person's face in with a bottle then they might also hazard to say that she was actually kind of cute. Her uniform was loose fitting on her and already looked messy from the mutt rolling around constantly in her sleep.<br/><br/>It wasn't until the train shook, nearly pushing her off her spot, that she suddenly shot up awake, yawning loudly and stretching without a single care for if she was bothering anyone else in her car. Her mouth opened widely and exposed pearly white canines before she rubbed her mouth with one hand and then did the same to her eyes. It wasn't often that she had a good nap, but whenever she did Gilda was always woke up relaxed and refreshed.<br/><br/>She turned over to look at one of the others in the car dressed in their police uniform before speaking up with a faint bark. "Hey! Anyone here know about this town were heading to? It is a town right?"