They finish their lunch and set it outside the cabin before settling in once again. He didn't draw her into his lap though he did sit next to her since they would be arriving in London presently. Indeed, they pull into the station not forty minutes after lunch just past one in the afternoon. Quentin fetching their bags as they head out onto the street where his personal car was waiting for them. His driver giving a nod of greeting as they load the bags into the back and settle down to be driven to the botanical gardens.