Dana had his hand on another compartment’s door(this one with someone closer to his age in it) when Michelle called out to him. 
 
“Oh, uh, well,” he teetered for a moment, his hand still on the door.  “I might, only I [i]am[/i] looking for my brother, you know.  He’s two years older, I’ve nearly searched the whole, train, I’m sure I’ll run into him…”  he was opening the door now, to see if Jax could be found in the corner of the compartment, where Dana couldn’t see from the window.  When the door opened, a striped cat pounced out, attacking a loose carpet string.  Dana stared down at him, then looked into the room’s occupant.  “Sorry!  I’ll just grab him…” he bent down, and the owl he kept in the cage flapped his wings indignantly, startling the cat.  The cat ran down the aisle, into the next car.  


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