He didn't know it, but if Bran heard the girl's thoughts about being unable to stretch out her wings? He'd be right there with her--sure, his weren't visible like hers, but with not having room to shift (or privacy to shift, away from all the humans!), it wasn't likely to happen.

He'd found the rock garden already, but enough people seemed to hang out in there that it didn't seem like a good place to hide out in corvid form, either. Too many to wonder what a bird was doing on the train.

"You look glum, little dove. Anything I can do to turn your frown upside down?" His tone might seem flirty, but here he was taking the jester's route. One wereraven prepared to caper for your amusement!