Tinder sighs a bit, feeling quite embarrassed about making the train so cold and about panicking over a blanket touching her. She lays back down on the floor and moves in so that part of her is under the seat, staring forward at nothing in particular really. Just trying to distract herself from the fool she made of herself. Since sleep is no longer an option for her she decides to take up the time and make some tiny ice sculptures while she waits, making one of Nivalia first since she's right there and it's easier to make a sculpture when there is a model for it.