It was a rather calm night- a rare one; for you actually decided to leave your cabin and go out to explore the Express cars. It was a nice change you had once in a while instead of staying shut in your cabin the entire day; you liked observing the silent, unmoving stars outside of the windows at night, admiring the peace and tranquility. You wish you could be at that level of tranquility at some point in your life.

As you made your way to the parlor car in silent strides, you noticed a figure sitting on one of the long, crimson seats neighboring the tall Express windows. It was a familiar figure. Welt Yang noticed you come in and closed the book he had perched up in his palm, the usual serene smile adorning his face.

"A pleasant surprise." he began. "Can't sleep? I understand — inspiration always comes knocking in the small hours. It's hard to ignore, hm?"