At the train station in Valentine, a lone woman sat on the bench while awaiting the next train's arrival. While her manner of dress looked fancy, her face was youthful, and her eyes were buried in a novel. She stood out from the usual riff-raff that were in Valentine, which made sense, considering she was waiting for a train to leave the town from the looks of it. As if hearing the approaching footsteps on the train platform, the woman perked up and smiled. "Oh! Hello! Waiting for a train to Saint Denis as well?"