Swiftly, she made her way to the platform and sighed softly as she perched herself on a bench and pondered the possible repercussions for boarding the train without her rookie mate. Akira could recall the shock on his face, when he realized that she really had stolen a little from that Fernando guy, which was hilarious, because he claimed to have done the same just yesterday... Liar. The memory caused her to scoff and roll her eyes. Maybe he wasn't here already because he'd gone to tell on her... Akira wondered if snitching is where he drew the line.
Despite all the reasons she could dislike him, the girl was a little curious about Tsuru, he seemed to have such a single-minded pursuit and such an innocent vision of the world, like he had truly never witnessed anything horrendous. His hair and face swam into vision among the thickening crowd, just as the train they were supposed to board crept up in front of her, and whistled to declare urgency. She held her breath and waded through the people, once inside, she hung out through the door, and raised her slender hand, waving towards Tsuru. 'Over here.'