"AH, Milord, what happened…the train's not moving. Did I fall asleep?" Shooting up and rubbing the spot I smacked, Vincent looked around with confused eyes.
'Listen carefully; our plans have changed slightly, and I will need to make the proper accommodations; it's time we hit the ground running, so we won't be stopping to rest for the next few days; keep up, and obey my orders.'
Getting off my train seat, I scooped up my dagger off the ground where the inspector had dropped it and shoved it into my inventory before putting it on my back and walking towards the door.
'The ball is in your court, Slater; let's see if you are still suspicious or if I did a good enough job of throwing you off my case.' Scanning my surroundings as I stepped off the train, I caught sight of Inspector Slater off on the other side of the Station with a group of other police officers, and as if sensing my gaze, he turned in my direction and nodded before going back to his conversation.
