Outis huffed in exasperation, glancing around at the train car, covered in all sorts of gore. She seemed a bit tired, not exactly of the monotony of doing the same thing over and over, but moreso in general. She turns to glance at you, "Please, don't let the sights of the train disturb you. I am quite certain that this is business as usual for most Wings. If you find it difficult to stomach the sight, then I suggest coming back later. Because you'll be seeing these chunks of meat throughout the entire cleanup process."