@cloudracer continued from here [x]
"Hey!" Ramsay sits up a little taller, obviously offended and ready to argue with Beckett but she stops his anger short when she hands him a brochure of the place they were traveling. Defusing reluctantly, he slumps in his chair and stares at the brochure with an eyebrow raised. She expected him to pass his time by reading? That was something old people did, old people and nerds. Ramsay wasn't either of those. He was young and honestly wanted to do anything else but read. That doesn't mean he didn't try, though!
It didn't last very long; however, as Ramsay soon set the object on his lap and sunk even lower in the seat with a displeased look. "Train rides suck." To anyone looking at Beckett and Ramsay from the outside, it looked like the Rocketeer was the thug's babysitter and the thug was a child stuck in a grown man's body. He looked miserable.
Sitting back up, Ramsay crosses his arms over his chest and his right leg over his left knee, shutting his eyes with a sigh. No reading, so he might as well do what he could do best- Sleep.
