Gosh...that changes a lot. This kid's been left all on her own, now stuck on a train no one can identify? This is more than a minor work inconvenience now. Manabu rubs his chin, shifting his weight from leg to leg as he considers this. Protocol for missing children aboard SDF-secured vehicles was clear, but what isn't clear here is how that process will work: he hasn't seen any security installations or arrays along any of the cars in his first pass, so all the more reason to do another, more thorough sweep.

His eyes flicker back up to the girl. He'd hate to leave her unattended, but...well, it is a moving train -- not a whole lot of places to go and get lost in, honestly.

"Tell you what." He lifts his head, trying to perk up, convince himself and her of his certainty. "I'm going to be having a closer look around and see if I can't get a hold of another officer. From there, I may be able to get to the bottom of this and we can get you home, alright? Sound good?"