The luggage car smells strongly of cigarette smoke and Galo wrinkles his nose at it. Galo shakes his head. He's on the job and can bitch about things later. "Just past this car." He tells Rich while glancing to Eight.

"Hey, there's a green kit about half the size of a duffel bag. Can you grab that and there's a trunk not too far from it, bring one of the bottles from it. Should between what looks like some energy cans and bottle jars. It's really hard to miss!" He looks up briefly and nods to himself. Whatever he's thinking he looks again to Rich, still so calm and casual without being callous.

"They say anything about infection in your burns or anything? Just so I know how careful I got to be."

Before the potion does its work anyway.