And isn't that the silver lining that Roland always forgets? Meeting kids like Romeo always remind his rather jaded perspective at times that the light never really goes away. He nods at him, and decides that he will do his best to help look out for this friendly boy as best he can too.

Still too many children on this train, too many for it to make sense -

"That's quite a declaration there. I hope we can live up to it." Roland smiles, offering him a lineup of honey in different shades of deep amber. Some runny, some thick and syrupy. "Wanna taste every single one to try first? The recipe calls for a thinner kind, but if we're making the best coffee that's ever been on the train, then we've got to think outside the box."