"Not if this is a train." He knows the word, but he can't imagine it means the same thing that this guy's talking about. He's trained his body for fighting and athletics all his life. He's heard of a train of horses or camp followers or even hanging off the back of more ridiculous (and, thankfully, long out of fashion) Veretian garments.

But none of that explains the scenery whipping past at such a dizzying speed.

"How does it move so fast?"