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	She had wondered what would likely happen with the seating arrangements, with the unfortunate even that had happened to Director Kindle. There hadn't really been any seats left, but it was clear that they had a solution to the problem when everything shifted to benches as opposed to chairs. It was an interesting thing, seeing that machine move like that, it certainly was full of surprises. She looked around at the seating, before she decided to see about a chair near where she had been before, and took a seat, though she made sure not to sit too close to the others.

	Penance noticed the new woman who had shown up to the party, late of course, and how they weren't too far away from one another in terms of seating. Of course, the man who had made such a big deal about sitting in a specific chair had moved towards this end of the train, so there was that little bit of a nuisance, but it couldn't be helped. She relaxed slightly in her new seat, glad that she didn't have to worry about moving a dead body out of the way, or with the grime and blood on her chair. No, this was definitely a lot better in terms of what she was sitting on. Who after all would want to sit in the blood from a dead woman's body? She certainly didn't.