Gresham Law had had a shitty morning, and it was rapidly turning into a shitty day. Upon waking not only was he told that he was being sent back east, it was apparently a trip to kill more people. Gresham had no wish to ever see the east again, he'd had his fill, but he couldn't say no... he was a state alchemist after all. So now he was entering a train car soon to be bound for the east, and he had missed brekfast. 

As he entered the car, he saw 1 person he knew well, 2 people he knew through reputation, and one man he had never seen in his life. He decided to greet the one he knew first, the daughter of an old friend, one Valorie Falkner. He had been friends with her father before the war and had served with both of them throughout, he hadn't known she'she'd be there... they had spoken much since the war and he wasn't certain of her opinion of him, [color=2e3192]"Hello Valorie, it's been awhile. Didn't realise you'd be here... tell me how have you been?[/color]
Gresham wasn't exactly an Adept conversationalist, so his clumsy attempt at small talk was honestly his best try.