Markus Finch, glanced up from the newspaper as the train jolted to a stop followed by a glance down at his pocket watch. He remains in his seat for a few minutes watching out the window as students get into their carts. After watching for a few minutes he slowly stands putting weight on his cane he slides the cabin door open as a few remaining students file past chatting. Finch grins as he steps down from the train onto the platform remembering the many times he had done this before. Finch limped over to an unoccupied carriage and took a seat watching students pile into other's.