[Well, he had taken this surprisingly well. Feliciano was quite pleased and truly, proud, of his Italian countryman. Chances were he wouldn't react that calmly if Feli told him about fantastical creatures and strangers from different times and planets locked up here, but he had no intention to do that right away.

He tilted his head to the side and pursed his lips as he inspected the train, humming softly all the while.]

I don't know... I've never tried it. I was told there is no way to escape the city, but I don't know if anyone has tried to get back onto the train. That is what it's called, a train. But I don't think our captors would be happy about an escape attempt. They're cruel.