[ Mr. Yang has been nothing but an upstanding parental figure to the younger crew members, he's doesn't deserve this scrutiny...and his trainings are never this extensive. Or obtuse.

At Sunday's suggestion, Stelle starts to wedge her fingers against the casing of the partition to see if she can lower or remove it. It's a little loose, maybe if she can just get the right amount of leverage...how can she work the minifridge into this equation... ]

If there's a key, we can unlock the doors, too. [ A beat. ] Are you sure this isn't some kind of weird memoria effect?

[ Maybe leaving from the Asdana system and heading straight for whatever-the-hell Amphoreus has going on had a strange effect on the Express. This could be some weird version of one of the Express's cars, but if anyone could detect something like that, maybe Sunday could — ]

Aha! I got it —

[ She manages to shove down the partition, effectively breaking it completely. Whoops. Hopefully whoever owns this vehicle has insurance. ]