drops the trunks with a thud Fuck me, that's heavy. rubs his shoulder, then looks up with a grin Sorry, is this seat taken? Everywhere else is full—I've been up and down this entire bloody train and there's no space. Not even in the luggage rack.

I'm Lorenzo. pauses But my friends call me Enzo. And you're—

You're the one who let that kid take your seat back at King's Cross, aren't you? The one with the trolley. You didn't even argue. Just smiled and moved. grins That was you, yeah?