Gavin started a little in surprise as Evelyn walked over to him, asking about what was wrong. He briefly toyed with the idea of messing with her, but instead simply groused, "So...bored...SO...BORED..." Sighing, he walked over to his stash of metal, twisting it into a spiral before melting it into cold liquid. "What do you do whenever you can't think of...ah, nevermind, you probably just look into peoples' minds or whatever it is you do, I don't even remember..." The metal slowly melted around his hands and solidified, turning into fists like hammers. He smacked them together, boredom temporarily forgotten. "What was I talking about before, when we had just gotten on the train...? Riiight, the aliens. They're going to gas us all, or vaporize us, or eat us, or [i]something[/i]. And then...OF COURSE!" People around him looked at him strangely as he chuckled self-consciously and and apologized.

"Anyway, it all makes sense now! That blonde kid must've been an agent for the aliens, searching for dissent! I bet he can read minds! He saw what I was thinking!" He shook the young lady. "They're coming for me! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! RUN FOR WHAT LITTLE SEMBLANCE OF LIFE YOU MIGHT HAVE REMAINING...! Or he was just some random kid. NOPE, definitely an agent spying on us." He pulled her in closer and whispered in her ears. "If you see him, break his neck as fast as you can so he can't report it to [i]them[/i]. You never know, he could be [i]anywhere...[/i]