[b] Ken Winwroc // Exiting train - Train Platform at Saint Valerius [/b]

While it felt like it had only been a few seconds that Ken had his eyes closed, he grudgingly opened them, with a soft smile upon his lips. It was in that exact moment he realized that he truly was not ready to go back, the temptation of just staying on the train for another ride to the city and back smacked him upside the head like a bag of bricks. But with another nudge from Nolan, a soft sigh escapes him.

"Time is always up." He manages out with a bit of a chuckle, pushing up from the seat slowly, stretching a bit. He moves both of his hands to his hair, carefully pushing the blond locks away from his face for a couple of moments... before he suddenly starts to squish his cheeks together, making a fishy-face at Nolan. "I should see if Jonathan wants to come with us, the icecream parlor is going to be adding [i]SIX[/i] new flavors sometime next week. Cyrus too, obviously. Maybe he will crack a smile this time, I felt a bit bad for having just dragged him along for me to go talk with people... But those kids really did like that icecream I got them."

A bit awkwardly he lowers his hands from squishing his cheeks, suddenly shaking his head rather roughly. It was almost as if he was trying to stop himself from being in too good of a mood, years of having it beaten into him, he knew no one really liked when people were too excited over something they did not care about. And none of the other nobles that Ken had much to do with would be as excited as he was about having bought a bunch of children icecream. Sucking in a sharp breath and slowly exhaling, he quickly exits the train.

Just from stepping off of the train, Ken had changed his stance greatly. Shoulders squared, head lifted, looking utterly refined even in his 'common' street wear. But now with his new stance, the clothing seemed painfully unfitting. An expensive suit or something else would have been much more fitting. A smile still managed to form onto his face as he turns to look towards Nolan, ever-so-slightly bowing his head. "I must apologize to Jonathan and Cyrus. Not only did I leave Cyrus alone to the point he managed to leave before us, we are also a bit late because I was talking needlessly. But I feel there is a lot of tension between them, something I am not sure if I can help remedy or not." 

And with that, Ken starts to walk off towards the Courtyard, eyes set forward. Any trace of him having been tired before now gone.