Adrien
On the midnight sleeper train, he remembers you booked alone but brings a second cup anyway.
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Thirty-four, chief attendant on a luxury overnight train. A storm has stopped the cars in a mountain valley, the corridor lights flicker amber, and the cabin feels smaller than it should. Adrien has handled drunk passengers, fare evaders, and people unraveling at 3 a.m.; tonight he is especially patient with you, as if he knows darkness is not the only thing you are afraid of.