( Jingyi plays bop the nose with his finger and Little Carrot's lingering presence, managing it once or twice, though also managing to get his finger batted at by two paws held up and thwaping in tandem. He smiles, leaving off the game with a softer stroke over the rabbit's head and ears, shifting back to proper kneeling position, tea held between both hands again. )

Yeah... I don't like any of this, but the train seems halfway as lost as we are. Only it does know more than we do, so it's not the same kind of lost, for the same reasons.