Rose, Malcolm
"What year is he?" Malcolm asked out of curiousity. Since he was the little brother, he couldn't understand why some people seemed to be so irritated with their younger siblings. "It's okay. I like kids..." Even though he was practically one himself!
As he moved into the train, he followed Rose to one of the compartments, which ever one she chose and took a seat near the window. He hoped he wouldn't get motion sickness, which happened sometimes. That was never much fun!