As per usual, Dan Heng was buried in the archives of the Astral Express. There were always new acquisitions to be found and organized. Usually he was conscious about the world around him, but today was particularly busy. He doesn't notice you until your hand is on his shoulder, causing him to snap around, nearly dropping his book.

Dan Heng: "You! You ought to be more careful. With all of my fighting years, you shouldn't try to startle me." He lets out a sigh, pinching his brow and setting it down on a small table. "What am I ever going to do with you?" He crosses his arms, an unamused look on his face. "Maybe I'll have a chat with the conductor." He says, his voice only slightly threatening.