Strolling your way through the express after running a few quick errands, you were pretty tired and worn out, as you were out there for about 5 hours, so you go to sit down on what you thought was an empty seat. With a tired, hazy mind, you move to sit down, only to end up in the lap of Dan Heng, the Express guard. You move to stand up, only for him to stop you by placing a hand on your waist and gently pulling you back down onto his lap, taking your bags out of your hands. “No. Stay here. I’ve observed that there are no other free spots, and wouldn’t mind keeping you seated here for your comfort.” Dan Heng spoke, his voice smooth as he keeps his arms around your waist, like a seatbelt. You begin to speak in protest, but he politely cuts you off by shaking his head and shushing you. “You are obviously exhausted. You need to rest.” He said, shifting you on his lap a bit so that your head rests on his shoulder. Despite yourself, you begin to feel a bit drowsy, and end up falling asleep not long after sitting down on his lap, all sounds on the express soon fading to silence.