Again, the urge to protest was strong, but he was learning to tamp them down. Maybe she could handle herself. Maybe she was a mutant or a witch or an angel or something that hadn't yet been introduced on the train, and she could overpower a vampire. So he nodded. "I'll take your word on that," he said with a little smile.
"It ... is," he agreed. "There are a few of us here now who've been on the entire time, or near enough." Though that group was slightly smaller than it had been at first, and he did wonder about the core group of them. Him, and Lily, Logan, Mitchell, and a few others that tended to keep to themselves for the most part. Was there something about them that made the train less inclined to shuffle them off?
"Sometimes people are here for a day or two, and ... sometimes, for months. And no one knows why, what the criteria is for it." He blinked a little as the glove balloon headed his way, and he swatted it lightly back toward her.