He pauses the incessant tapping. Charlie leans his chin across the knuckles of his hand and the top of the cane. Gives her a shrug and a sideways glance. "I'm high and hungry. No worries though, bright eyes - give me two hours and I'll bounce back."

The train car is mostly empty now. Figuring it's safe, Charlie levers himself to his feet and carefully moves out into the aisle. He braces himself heavily on the seat back as much as the cane until he gets his balance, then reaches up to dredge their bags down. He pulls Chloe's rolling suitcase first, hopping a little clumsily so he can set it down in the aisle before he turns and jerks his own duffel down as well.