The Diplomat / The Skin Changer - sorry for delay
"Well worry is perhaps" The words leading in were full of consideration, the slightly slower but thoughtful speech seemed to suddenly switch in tone and pacing mid sentence. Wrong. "not what's going on here." These words were direct, firm, and certain with the pace of speech more concerned with answers and solutions than carefully crafted responses.
"More worried about the people on the train." These words were not his but in fact the woman's. 'Perchance you may miss the severity of situation readily realized throughout the train?' Reinholdt would offer to the woman as it would seem this was becoming more and more her show the further along they went.
I know what I’m doing.
Her brain ticked away, assessing the information currently presented to them if via speech, sight or interaction. Plans A through C weren't getting her very far but Plan D might finally give some leads.
"I need answers and to get everyone in safe spaces." Reinholdt's eyes seemed to have changed. There had been something lazily moving through the world in them before while now they seemed sharpened, searching out details rapidly to process and tuck away. “If we’re concerned about people disappearing we should be moving to centralize everyone, match people up too. If we implement a buddy system the likelihood of someone disappearing suddenly lessens, or at least we’ll have accurate reporting for the circumstances in which people are disappearing. The plan implemented currently is lackluster and needs to be fixed.” How the fuck were they going to do that though? It wasn't like the train conductors had been keeping people in fucking order throughout all of this.