He definitely did not know how to respond to that. Sure didn’t look to him like there was any getting out of here anytime soon, but saying that out loud would just make everyone feel worse.
“You probably missed his birthday by now anyways.”
Was that supposed to be any better????? Magic train or no, they surely had to have been unconscious for at least long enough that it was pretty likely not to be her son’s birthday anymore. That was how it always worked in the movies. A more astute person might have thought to ask when that birthday was, maybe try to figure out when everyone had been taken(?) and if it was on the same day, just to get some frame of reference.
Maybe someone else would do that later. Melvin was a touch preoccupied with trying to figure out if Fenna was laughing at him or with him, not that he felt there was much to laugh about. He squinted slightly, though if he did feel insulted he didn’t say so.
“… Different, yeah.” Still about as hopeless, but different at least. Melvin couldn’t say he was a fan. Too red out here. Always with the goddamn red. Man was he ever sick of red. But at least it was a different, awful shade of red.
Odd was a good word for this bunch. The anti-smoking PSA robot, Viper looking about ready to jump off the train, and- holy shit, yeah, that small man with a death wish were probably enough to bring the Collective Weirdness levels up by a considerable amount just on their own. It was a strange time to be Just Some Guy.
“You think it’s gonna be more ice bullshit up there?”
Were all the cars gonna be ice door puzzles? That’d make it easy at least, everyone would just have to go around and say their names again to move on. Annoying, maybe, but easy. He honestly didn’t know what he thought would be worse: if it was all the same, or all some fresh new nonsense to deal with.
