Quatre nodded as he accepted the mug of tea, holding it first in his hands before taking a sip. He hadn't even really noticed that Zechs had turned it into work. Work was something that took his mind off of it. Work was something that kept him going.

"Yes, we can do all of that. We can be prepared for when he have the chance to act against the train and whoever is controlling it and we can look after each other."