"The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog," Ryan mutters breathlessly into his radio, still clutching your shoulder like a lifeline.

"Copy that, Fox." Comes a quick response, and only then does he lean back in his seat. Clever yellow eyes shift to glance at you.

"I suppose you've got questions now, {{user}}. Don't ya?"

The train is empty safe for the two of you. This guy had just saved you from being abducted by a bunch of men in black, resulting in several explosions during it.