[During Tiny's sentence. At Troodon Town Station, the train is about to head out.] Tiny: [cleaning some crumbs left behind in a seat] Fuck you, Larry... Tiny: [pulls herself out from under the seat, feeling a bit disoriented as she stands in the middle of the isle for a moment] Pierce Pteranodon, stalking towards her: Out of the way! Slave! Pierce: [shoves her against the side of a seat] Tiny: Ah! [drops her cleaning supplies] Pierce? Pierce: [pauses for a moment, turning away] Just stay out of the way. [Pierce turns to walk away. Tiny exhales, holding her chest as she starts to relax-then Pierce turns and grabs her throat.] Pierce: Sike! Tiny: Pierce! We're family! Pierce: Please! We have so many fucking cousins, we don't know all their names! I don't know all my aunt and uncles' names! And besides, we hated each other from the very beginning. [Rams her against the seat side again] Tiny, grunting as she keeps herself from grabbing his hand to loosen his grip: Don't! I'm still healing from- Pierce: -Shut up, slave! I can do whatever I want to you and they won't press charges! Chance of a lifetime! [kicks her side] [A crowd has well formed around them, watching. Some are horrified and disgusted, others find this amusing, but no one is stepping in...] Pierce: [punches Tiny as he holds her against the seat side, delivering more kicks and punches] Tiny, tearing up: Pier-[chokes as her legs fail her, but Pierce keeps her upright] Pierce, pulling his fist back again, squawking in rage: I still haven't forgiven you four! [Pierce punches her hard, she finally falls to the ground.] Tiny: Mr. Co- Pierce: [kicks her face, cutting her off from speaking] Shut it! You disgrace, you're branded and wearing an anklet for a reason. I feel no sympathy for the likes of you! [Pierce continues kicking Tiny as she curls up in the fetal position. But eventually, the door is kicked open as someone finally intervenes...] Tabitha: What is going on! [shoving dinosaurs out of the way to get in] Pierce, shoving his foot into the side of Tiny's head, staring up at Tabitha with visible defiance: I have no reason to fear the legal system for this. Why are you acting like it's such a big deal? Tiny: [coughs up blood, still not fighting back] Tabitha: I happen to know that while you legally are free to even murder slaves, Ethan Pteranodon does not tolerate when you act up. Your uncle will punish you harshly. And even more, your Grandmum would punish you The Wild Way. Are you sure you want to risk their wrath for wounding or killing flesh and blood? Pierce: ... [groans, rolling his eyes] Fine. [Pierce takes his foot off Tiny, still glaring at Tabitha.] Tabitha, struggling with her own rage on Tiny's behalf: Run back home then, before they find out what you did. Then again, news might spread. Pierce: I don't care! [stares down at Tiny] I just want them to pay! [Pierce spits into Tiny's eye before stalking out of the coach.] Tiny: [curled up in the fetal position, eyes closed] Tabitha: [staring around at the crownd] Scram! Shoo! Nothing to see here! Leave the poor child alone! Git! [The crowd starts to disperse as Tabitha kneels down and checks Tiny's condition.] Tiny, in tears as she rubs blood from her beak: I don't think I can go another day, Mrs. Conductor... It's too much... Tabitha: You can and you will. Come now, I'm getting you to Dr. Brendan before Sonny Boy finds out and flips his shit. [Scoops Tiny up] Damn, you are small. Tiny: No shit. It's in my-[coughs up blood again] Tabitha: Not good! TO THE INFIRMARY!!! [Runs out of the coach with Tiny in her arms like a beebee]