"Oh," Samantha replied, disappointed. "Well, hopefully we'll go to somewhere around a time frame I'm familiar with eventually. What time period are you from?" The time travel was one of the aspects of the train she found most disturbing, but she supposed there was nothing for it but to become accustomed to it.

"I'm sorry you don't have any friends from home here," Samantha said gently; she understood how hard it could be. Being a friendly kind of person, she had no doubt it would get easier with time, but these first several days had been horrible. Part of the reason she'd wanted to stick to herself so much was because things were unfamiliar - not just everything around her, but all the people around her, too. Samantha was a fairly adaptable person, having had to adjust to different circumstances frequently as a child, but this was pushing her boundaries.

"That's good to know. About the... telephone typewriter thing." What had Sylvia called it? It was so hard to keep all these devices straight! "I don't see myself using it much, either. Maybe in emergencies," she confessed - then laughed a little bitterly. How much more of an emergency could there be than being stranded on a runaway train?

"No, no, just stay natural," Samantha replied, beginning to sketch the kitten. "It's nothing formal, just a study sketch - but I think it'll be lovely. You can have it when I'm finished, if you like," she offered. Sylvia seemed a little lonesome and shy, moreso than would be caused purely by the train's circumstances, and Samantha wanted to reach out to her, even if only with a little sketch.