[ Oliver has been aware of her, and everyone around, since he got on this train, and while he is still irritated at this place, he is doing his best to be... well, act, nice. Sitting on the train, trying to ignore the others, has been an exercise in futility.

At her question, he frowns, but sighs, speaking softly. ]

They apparently decided I was a submissive. So now I wear a mark that they say can't be hidden, in a city where that means I get the short end of the stick.

[ He glances at her and nods. ] They made you a Dominant, yes?That's good for you.