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[powerfulbruiser]

::Things sure were lonely inside the train now that Howl had left. Molly hadn't grown particularly close to him, but it had been nice to have someone to share the room with. It had almost been like having a small reminder of how it was back at home. As in, there was always someone there to look out for her. Releasing a sigh, she dug around her room

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[piemakers_touch]

::bundling up in a scarf and gloves, Ned heads down the A cart, intent on determining how many people are on the train, and is counting off aloud::

::as he goes past Molly, glances at her and speaks:: ....Seventeen....

[powerfulbruiser]

::Pokes her head out the door:: ...What are you doing?

[piemakers_touch]

Counting. I'm counting.

...Don't let my inherent weirdness disturb you. ::clears throat awkwardly:: Ahem. Hello.

[powerfulbruiser]

It's already disturbing me. ::Stands against doorframe::

Whatcha counting?

[piemakers_touch]

Passengers. People. Wondering if more carts'll be added when we start running out of bedrooms for the people who are being picked up.

....I don't get out much.

[powerfulbruiser]

Carts having been added every time we get new people, I think. Because the train is magical or whatever. ::Stares down at her sock clad feet:: Um... What's your name, mister?

[piemakers_touch]

...Ned. I'm not really a mister. I'm not...really anyone.

What's yours?

[powerfulbruiser]

::Quirks her eyebrow at him:: I'm Molly Hayes.

So...

[piemakers_touch]

....So...You're alone here?

I mean...I'm sorry. I'm being insensitive.

[powerfulbruiser]

Yeah. My roommate ditched me.

It's okay, though. It's not like we were best friends or anything. ...He was a grown up, too. I don't think he ever really got me.

[piemakers_touch]

We grown-ups tend not to understand anyone ten years our junior, no. It's one of our many flaws.

...I'm sorry he ditched you.