“I never thought about it that way before, but yeah,” Rayth nodded, smirking as he went on in a cliché pirate voice, “Stay in your lane, and you’ll get along just fine here, matey.”
	When they stopped and he gave her time to choose a bunk, the half-vampire laughed at the way she reacted to his ‘guideline’ for living. She was already more fun than many of the other members of the troupe. The other supernaturals took themselves way too seriously and acted like they were better than everyone else, especially humans and half-breeds. Whoever ended up sharing a space with Lune was probably going to be upset about it.
	He’d had the same trouble when he had first joined the circus. The pureblooded creatures had been hostile, and he’d seen his fair share of bared teeth and raised hackles as he’d tried to find a place to sleep. It had been fortunate for him that Oscar and the other brownies didn’t mind adding one more body to their shared cots. Since he was on a nocturnal schedule, they were rarely even in the car at the same time, so the arrangement worked out conveniently for everyone involved.
	Relieved that Lune had decided to bunk with Juliette over the other two options, he followed her into the cabin while she got herself set up on the top bunk. He didn’t know much about the shifter since she was so quiet, but he hoped the living situation would work out better that it would have if she’d gone with Genesis or Briella.
	“My bunk is in the car we just passed through,” he answered her, absentmindedly glancing over Juliette’s neat bed as he rested his shoulders against the wall that partitioned their section off from the rest of the train. “You probably won’t be surprised to find out I sleep during the day, so I split a bed with two other guys who use it at night… They’re part of the, uh, midget brigade, so they both fit comfortably in just one cot instead of taking two.”
	There were four brownies in total, and they were a tight-knit group, so they all shared the upper and lower bunks in their cabin by choice. The space was crowded at night, but he never had to put up with their twitching and snoring since he had the luxury of using it when none of the other residents were around.
	The drawers and other hiding places in the room were stuffed with all the watches, wallets, cell phones and other things the brownies had burgled though, so he didn’t have much storage space for his own belongings.
	“The one downside to this bunk is that the showers are on the opposite side of the sleeper cars,” he noted, glancing up at Lune again when he caught the dull floral scent of the shampoo she’d pulled from her backpack. “I need to wash the paint off my face, so I can walk you over now, if you want. They’re back the way we came, just one more car down.”