Nivalia looks around the area, her and Foxtrot's expression neutral towards the ponies addressing them. This wasn't the first situation they've been in and certainly wouldn't be the last. Both simply remain calm and wait for Boradshield to speak.

Sensing some of Tinder's discomfort, Nivalia shifts the attention to the new arrival. "So, what's a stallion like yourself doing on a midnight train ride to Manehattan? Oh, speaking of which, my name's Nivalia; that's Tinder. Over there is officer Broadshield and my brother Foxtrot. What's your name?"

Nivalia looks over to Broadshield when he mentions the photo shoot. "Oh yea. I was there too; met that Dragon as well, what a character he was." She turns her attention to Tinder, a warm smile appearing on his face, "Well if he himself hasn't said it yet, thank you for sticking with him. Whenever I run into him we swap stories; he always runs into interesting situations and individuals during his adventures. Who knows, if I manage to keep him in one place for a while I can finally chronicle the whole dang thing." She yawns, "Alright, I'm going to get some shut eye. Hopefully my magic gets back to normal when I wake up." Stretching out, the changeling rests her bag below her head as a pillow and begins to doze off.

Both Foxtrot and Nivalia barely move as they try to regain control of their thoughts; the unicorn simply decides to lie down on the bench and take deep breaths. Nivalia however, manages to sit up, "I- I'm fine. Just exhausted after that and what's happened so far." She looks over to Foxtrot, "Give him some time, it might take longer than the last time for him to sort things out in his head. I would keep an eye on him, see how he reacts when he starts regaining full consciousness. For now all we can really do is make sure he continues breathing and just enjoy the ride, it's quite a trip to Manehattan so for now we all can just rest."

Nivalia nods, her horn glowing as she looks at Foxtrot right in his eyes. Her jade pupils glow, the unicorn's also changing in tint. A moment of silence passes until she begins to speak. "Foxtrot, can you hear me?" He nods, waiting for her to continue. "Good. How do you feel?"

"Not bad actually." Foxtrot answers, relaxing in his seat. "I guess you have been improving your technique. When do we get into the deep mind probing?"

Nivalia chuckles, "Soon, just getting you acclimated to the changes. When I go full power you may lose consciousness; if so then we've gotten you activated. Just keep your mind clear. Let's speak to Agent 04."

"Ok, just make sure I don't do anything rash." The unicorn replies.

"Alright, alright. Let's begin..." The changeling's horn glows even brighter as Foxtrot becomes still. His irises widen as his thoughts silence as well as the room around him. "Now, the only one you hear is me. Fox, there's someone else we need to meet, you know who. Let us meet him." Foxtrot cringes, putting a hoof to his head. After a time his breathing becomes heavy, his hoof drops to his side. "Hey, who are you?"

Foxtrot looks around, rather confused as if he never recognised those around him. "Agent... 04."

"Good. How do you feel? I know a sense of confusion may be present, but anything else? Fear, anger?" Nivalia asks. The unicorn readjusts himself and shakes his head. "I see, it would make sense that they would condition those feeling out. Do you know how to use your magic?"

Foxtrot nods, "Of course. Transition through the hooves, apply as needed. I'm currently field testing a few others."

Nivalia nods, "Alright, and you recall all of your assignments? What you did before and after?" The agent at first appears as if he's going to nod again before she adds o to it, "Not including debriefing and preparations." Foxtrot pauses, then shakes his head, looking rather uneasy. "Agent, do you know of any of us are? Have you met anyone named Foxtrot?"

"No I..." Foxtrot hesitates, realizing his own lack of perspective on the situation. "Don't know any of them. Just... my assignments. What's going on? I should've gotten my orders by now."

"Relax, that's your order." Nivalia replies, her breathing beginning to be heavy. "How many triggers are you aware of?"

"86." Foxtrot replies. "I was executing number 74 last time I saw you all. "

"Well I need you to forget them. All of them, can you do that?" The changeling asks. The unicorn nods scratching his head. "Good. Close your eyes and do that. Rest for a minute then let us know when you're done." Foxtrot lasts co on his seat and closes his eyes. Nivalia's horn ceases glowing as she catches her breath. "Ok, part one is complete."

"Fox. I've done that many many times after we were kids. Mom and pop would be p!ssed if the found out but... Yea, did it anyway. Besides, I have a degree in psychology, I'll know what steps to follow. You just have to trust me, please." Foxtrot sighs, then nods, getting up and sitting  opposite of Nivalia. The changeling glances over to Tinder and Broadshield, "I'm going to do what changelings do best... other than shapeshifting. I'm going to hypnotize him, get in his head and hopefully break whatever conditioning they had on him."

Nivalia plucks the ticket off of Foxtrot's hoof and stores it away. "Well you know what my answer is bro. We're in this together..." She remembers what she heard in the tape, about Victor and Sierra. Nivalia desires to tell him, but knows what could happen if she does; a decision that has her torn both mentally and emotionally. The changeling shoves those thoughts to the back of her mind, for now there are more important matters to tend to. "I'm with you Fox, we all are."