The mood swing of it is enough to flabbergast him into staying and staring at him for a moment. A moment too long, as the trolley starts back up again. Cid looks between the retreating stop and Barnabas as all of that unfolds.

“Of course I enjoy travel- Barnabas!” He makes a frustrated grunt before he pulls his next words together. “… Are you really so interested in riding the trolley? …So late at night? …with me?”