Tristan reacted exactly as Vigdis thought he would. Some others around them seemed to take up interest, but most were indifferent. That was the beauty of crowds. Everyone expected someone else to care, so they didn't. Vigdis chuckled to herself. These people didn't know how to live! Or they simply weren't adrenaline junkies like herself. They were so cozy in their petticoats and hats and societal rules that they forgot how to live... to explore and actually enjoy life!

The train was getting closer. It was almost time to go. Looking back over her shoulder at Tristan, she saw his hand outstretched but had no intention of grabbing it. She gave him a big smile and a wink as she jumped over to the other side of the tracks away from him. "Maybe we'll meet again, mate," she sang out. With ease of someone who grew up swinging from ropes and masts of ships, she lifted herself up onto the platform opposite of Tristan, and just in the nick of time as the train came through. With the locomotive now blocking sight of him from her, she used the opportunity to slink out of sight from others as well. Wasn't difficult to do in these kinds of crowds.

By the time the train cleared, she'd be gone from sight.

(Exit Vigdis?)