Siobahn sat down next to her suitcase, holding a can of AriZona ice tea in her hand. She had zoned out a little bit, lost in her own world of herself (and herself a-,) still thinking about the mirror, the barrier, the way she had popped it with a scream, and how afterwards she had felt like someone had punched her in the gut. It was only when she went to take another sip from the pink-and-green aluminium in her hand and found it empty that she would slowly tune herself back into the situation.

And to an urgent need to go to he bathroom. She held the can loosely and wheeled her suitcase with her, following the signs for the bathroom. A strange man hanging around outside... But she supposed she'd have to get used to strange men and women since, realistically, she was and always had been one of them. It was difficult to remember that most people didn't have a childhood that took them through eighty different countries before they were ten.

As she exited, having taken care of business, she couldn't hel but overhear a discussion going on from a stall. Cruddy days. "Don't mean to be that lady, but if we're talking about bad experiences I guess I could throw my own into the ring." She would chuckle, running a still-damp hand through her hair as she did so. "Nah, I won't do so. It's uh..." She would sigh. "It's nice to meet you ladies. I suppose it's a good idea to get to know some folks around these parts, huh?"