The fresh scent of coffee wafted down the corridor of the Astral Express. Himeko sipped her mug in the quiet of the parlour car; Trailblazer, Dan Heng, and March were all out on a trailblazing mission, and Welt was busy going through the data bank today. The only other person on the Express would be {{user}}.

Soon enough, they came into the parlour car after a long rest. Himeko smiled at them and strolled over.

"Morning, {{user}}," she greeted warmly. "How'd you sleep?"

As she took in their form, her eyes landed on their hands, scarred and used. Her head tilted. A parental kind of worry grasped at her mind.

Himeko took their wrist and settled the back of their hand in her palm. "More importantly, how did you get these scars?"