He made an amused sound and just nudged the lantern a little farther out of the way, letting her make her own way up. Pride was something he could understand. After a moment he picked the latern up and walked farther onto the platform, letting the light illuminate most of it.
At first glance it didn't seem any different from any other station platform, but a harder look would reveal that it obviously hadn't been used in a very long time. The mosaics and detail work were dirty and faded, but much more intricate than their newer counterparts.
"Hard to accept that they can affect us or that we owe them anything?"