The passenger was standing before Luminor's first bell finished ringing. Across the corridor glass, the passenger still held the folded route circular. The modest case from the night journey now hung from their left hand. The train slowed beneath a roof of pale iron and rain-clouded glass. Platforms slid past in gray strips. Porters waited behind brass lines while the bell's last note trembled through the carriage frame. Ilyan watched the passenger, not the station. They did not look toward Kaela's chained transit case. Their gaze touched his coat once, low beneath the ribs, then moved to the public exit. Kaela had already seen it. She kept one hand on the case lock and the other near the tonic flask. "Stay seated until the carriage stops." "I was planning to leap through the window." "Your fever would lose the argument with the glass." The brakes caught. Pain tightened beneath Ilyan's ribs as the harness shifted against him. The sealed Beast Mark remained inside i