Jingyi shrugged in turn. Who knew? He could have when he tapped at the ICP earlier, and it just happened to play now, though when he turned to properly look at the ICP, he lifted his eyebrows.

"I think this ICP thing connects to the same stuff from the picture carriage and the music carriage. Wanna check it out?"

A step away from what was rather nice, but also sad, conversation, to one that involved poking technology.