[ Raihan hasn't done much exploring out in the world since the memory exchange - he'd managed to check out the underground mall... school... thing... but most of his time had been spent in Hammerlocke's ruins, looking for clues about why everyone might have had that strange vision. he hasn't found anything yet, but after what feels like days of searching, it's about time for a change in scenery.

Raihan and Duraludon have been here for a little while, investigating the station briefly before checking out the interior of the train. the sound of someone's voice catches both of their attentions, both of them peeking out of an open set of doors to see Damien poking around in front of them. ]

This place is yours, then? [ "yours" meaning "from your world", of course, but that probably goes without saying. ] It's pretty mundane... but I guess that's a good thing, with the way this place can muck things up.