He chuckled at the poor lady's response to his sibling's suggestion. He didn't mind having such authority over these people, but if this was all the resistance they were going to be met with, he could find himself very bored, very quick. There was only so much obedience he could stand. It was a pleasure to have things handed to them on a silver platter, but honestly, a little defiance was always more than willingly accepted. It kept him on his toes.

"Indeed. I'd like to know where all their backbones are, though," he said with a sigh, already finding himself too bored and anxious for his liking. Was this the fastest the train could go? "You'd think we'd be provided a bit of entertainment for this trip. After all, look at all this room we cleared out of the kindness of our hearts. Are people not appreciative of hard work anymore?" The tone of his voice had been suggestively low and laced with sarcasm as he'd spoken, and he leaned slightly forward as he finished, resting his left hand on his knee. "T'ch."

He'd kill for something to do right about now. At least their bikes kept them occupied with their surroundings and gave them something to do and control; this train left them sitting there like mindless puppets without a care in the world. How did people do this every day? Where was the thrill? The danger? It seemed incredibly pointless. If he had to stuff himself in a compartment with a bunch of strangers every day and have to sit there with nothing to do, he'd wind up killing something, or someone.

Possibly and preferably both.

"Ne, Kadaj~" he leaned back and tilted his head to the side, casting a lingering gaze at his sibling. "Any bright ideas?"