Foxtrot looks over at the poster, knowing full well what it reads despite the foreign texts; he simply shakes his head as Tinder addresses him. The questioning mare nods, "Very well, I appreciate the sincerity. You can keep that poster, we certainly have enough to go around. Have a good day." The Hunter trots back to her group, shaking her head to the others.

Foxtrot continues towards the train, presents the tickets, and awaits for Tinder to board.