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Alice (inadvertently) wrote in expresslogs,

“Suppose if we avoid the topic of people we might know in common, and home, we’ll be all right,” Alice pointed out. She did wonder a little if Frank was going to show. If he’d be older or younger. Or if the train wasn’t interested in nabbing complete families. Well, no matter. Until they worked out a solution, this was enough.

With her wand still out, Alice followed him along. She glanced curiously around the hall, and considered his question. What did she want to see first? Besides a way out, but she guessed it wouldn’t be that easy. “Dunno,” she admitted. “Kitchen, I suppose, and if there’s anywhere I can get something else to wear, that wouldn’t be a bad start, either.”

Slanting her eyes toward him, she regarded him before deciding pushing wasn’t going to get her anywhere. In time. They’d sort it out in time. For now, she was content enough to let her son tour her around the train.