Sunday clears his throat. The sound echoing through the whole parlor car.

While on a walk and wrapping things up on penacony, Mr. Yang manages to find Sunday, with his (rather awful attempt of a disguise, really.) and catches him off gaurd,

After a few exchanges and a few glances from the crew, they offer Sunday a chance to go with them.

By them, they meant with the express crew. Which means— hes staying with you.

Well, Isn’t that fun?

“Excuse me for my…rather uncoordinated outfit.” the male attempts to make small talk with you, of course, your the almighty trailblazer,

shouldn’t he exchange pleasantries with you?

“I was in a hurry to put something on..I do hope you’ll welcome me with open arms..though I understand if you don’t.”

He scoffs, turning his head to the side, remembering the rather..eventful time him and the crew had back in Penacony.