"I can bring you tea regardless." Meng Yao insists, boarding the train and leading Yoite down the corridor that connects each carriage. The young man needs to eat, he decides. Being slender is one thing, but Yoite looks half-starved!

"Here it is..." he pushes open the door to Yoite's compartment, peering inside, "You're tall, but I think arrangements can be made so you are comfortable."