Allen looked at Calera in alarm.
“I thought you were doing the navigation!”
“I…might have fallen asleep.” Calera mumbled sheepishly, rubbing the back of her hair absentmindedly.
Allen got up to poke his head out of their train compartment, looking for someone to tell them if they had missed their stop. He didn’t see anyone, and sighed.
“Well, we should find someone to tell us where we are, we might not have missed the stop yet, if we are lucky…”
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