The ticket may have had braille on it, but considering the universality of such things, how tricky it can get on the voidtrecker, Roland won't assume right away. "Thank you." Cabin 3:B. A little closer to his own, but that meant a farther walk to the other end of the train. He offers him a worried glance.

"Your cabin is a bit on the far side. Will you still be okay to make the trip? If not, I can maybe drop you off by the Medical car where there are beds to sleep in. Better than napping upright here." He offers, just wanting to make life a bit easier for the newcomers onboard. Especially when they seemed so tired...But who could blame them?