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emjay 
Old? He wasn't old. Had the kid seen the hag that had just come through here? Now she was old but Ansley wasn't so unprofessional to mention that.
"Times change, friend," Ansley said with a shrug. "The train is merely a means to an end. And I'd guess we're all just headed to the same place, no matter what the age." But the fact that this kid was so weirded out by his appearance only made him suspicious that he was hoping there wouldn't be any adults on board.
He furrowed his brow slightly at the boy's female companion. Was that the only logical deduction? Ansley supposed it was a good guess, but.. "I sure hope I'm not meant to be the conductor," he said giving her a knowing smile. "Because I'm not sure who is currently driving the train while I'm back here.." Aaaand they'd probably wreck if the train was moving along unmanned.
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Ameh Jaemin busied himself with trying to unknot the plastic baggie of treat-smush while the man talked; he was still listening, but he wasn't quite sure what the guy meant. He looked up as he finally got it open and fished out one of the mostly-whole treats to hold out to the hedgehog in the girl's hands. Sniffler sniffed at it before dutifully chomping down, and Jaemin was free to look up again. Why were old people so very tall?
"But why are you going to-" waaaaaaait a minute. If he wasn't a conductor, and he very clearly wasn't a student... Jaemin squinted at him suspiciously. "You're not meant to be a teacher, are you?"
He was old, but he wasn't old. There was a difference and this man was clearly not old enough to be a teacher.
He
hoped he wasn't the conductor? That was the sort of thing an adult was supposed to
know, wasn't it? Then again, perhaps all this
exuberance on the train had got him all turned about; the best thing to do would be to sort him out again without a fuss.
"If it's a magic train," she reasoned, attempting to be helpful in the face of his uncertainty, "I'm sure it could get along by itself for a while."
But then he was saying that the train was a means to an end, and when the boy -- whose hedgehog she was still holding *ahem* -- asked if the man was a teacher, she supposed that made much more sense. Transportation was transportation, after all.