“Seriously?! This is insane. How can a train be this late?”
Killerwatt shrugged. “It’s only twenty minutes.”
“Twenty-three. Twenty-three minutes. It’s right here on my phone. And it’s stupid.”
Sand shifted back and forth between his hands, jumping the gap with a hiss.
“It’s not like it could’ve got caught in traffic, right? The only reason it could be late is if someone stopped it from leaving.”
Sparks arced absently between Killerwatt’s fingers.
“Maybe it got caught in an inter-dimensional rift or something.”
“There’s no such thing. Doctor Apex told me that, last time we went out drinking.”
“There could be. No one really knows.”