Tsunami scrunched her wings in a little closer, trying to keep them from flaring. The rush of the train's motion worried her--it felt like the ocean's currents, threatening to send her hurtling off the rapidly moving vehicle. An annoyed grunt comes from her and she hooks a talon into the roof, then tugs it free again as she looks at Grif.

"I was thinking of taking the roof off--not like I can fit through these tiny little holes."