"Well, trains are nothing new," Manabu corrects, his smile kind of crooked. "But the whole boarding an unfamiliar one is new. Heh."

Dread Thunderstorm sounds like the sort of name a character in a fighting video game would have, he thinks idly. Like one that wears viking horns and fur pelts and swings a hammer? That sort of thing. Seems kind of familiar, too. Like--

"Wait--" The lightbulb goes off. "Then...you're that woman's husband? Sar...Sara? Er, no, that's not it..."