He took a deep breath to try and steady himself as the cold receded under her power and influence. "I am willing to discuss it, and the quiet car should b fine. But to reduce the chance that we encounter anyone that might further try and snap my temper..." Eva. He was talking about Eva. He still cared about her, but right now seeing her could end in disaster. "Would let me wrap us both in a sight shield and float us there?" He could feel the tension in himself, warring against...

There was an odd pull to her. Nowhere near the pull he felt for his wife, or for Jaenelle. But still that pull was there in a way he had wanted it to be there with Eva but hadn't been. He had never felt it so weakly, but that it was there at all... She was the only lifeline he had at the moment.

He didn't want to turn this train into a killing field. He wanted to be stopped.