It wasn't a matter of nerve, to get close to the train. It was a matter of preparation.

Something big and weird swooped in out of nowhere like that? First order of business was to gain space between her and it. Second order was to get ready to fight.

Thankfully, there were people who were quick to let her know that the giant noisy black thing was not, in fact, squaring up for a fight. And that it was, in fact, just transportation.

So by the time she got within earshot of 47, she'd calmed from I will rip its fucking face off and now as just... wary.

Oh look, someone in the same color outfit as her. Fantastic. "...Is it?"