safe to say, his reaction does NOT help to calm her down in the slightest. she peeks over his shoulder, blue eyes watching the rest of the passengers and noting their reactions — they all seem WORRIED too. she forces herself to calm down as well as she can, shoving shaking hands into the pockets of her coat and shooting dmitry a look( anything for a sense of NORMALCY ).
❛ how would you know? how often do you go on trains, dmitry? ❜
Dmitry expects the train to pick back up again. When it doesn’t, DREAD presses against his chest, making it difficult to breath as his gaze quickly scans over the car, looking for any sort of clues to what was going on. —— Wasn’t there another passenger on board?? His thoughts however STOP at her snide remark, brows furrowed as he can’t help but scoff, scooting away instantly, hurt. “Oh, I ride the train every time I go on holiday. Next time I plan to go wherever you’reNOT——” AN ECHOING SHOT, hand immediately reaching for her arm, eyes ‘pon Vlad. The Count. “We gotta get out of here …NOW. Just, follow me, alright ?? We’re gonna be okay.”
