Foxtrot nods, "I know, it's not a matter of cost, just... getting this done asap." He looks over to the train, and the group merely standing and conversing, passing a wanted poster to any passerby. The rain has become torrential, sporadic thunder and lighting following. "Lets get out of here."

As the two make their way to the train, one of the hunters approaches Tinder, poster in hoof. Despite her accent, she asks the two with a gentle tone. "Excuse me. Have you seen this pony." She shows them the poster, Foxtrot's face and cutie Mark sketched on it; the text is foreign, and in this case a little water damaged. "He has destroyed our town, killed our families and friends. We seek justice for his crimes."