@sorceryfated liked for a starter!
She’s curled up against the window of the train, nose all but shoved into her newest book. There are more than a few others she has in her bags, but as fast as she can read and as much free time she often finds herself with, she has enough for now.
Someone joins her in the compartment and she nearly jumps, peaking up at the other through her curls. Vaguely, she recognizes him as another Finder — Allen, she’s sure his name is. It’s a relief to know it’s not a stranger, but nonetheless she’s not used to anyone joining her unless they’re forced to.