Narayana - Tram
Kurt stood quietly in the middle of the tram, contently munching on his roasted almonds as he watched all the different people in the same car as him. Most of them were on the wealthier side, something that he almost instantly recognized from the make of their clothing. They seemed more than happy to use public transportation though, something the former Courier wouldn't normally ascribe to people on the wealthier side of things.
He watched with interest as a rather portly man stood up from his seat to make room for a young woman and her child. A small smile touched his lips, though he of course said nothing. It was good to see kindness here, it was after all partly the point of all of this. Sure Arceneau Trade aimed to make money from the expo, but the greater part of it was in order for other companies to show off their wares, market themselves to a wider audience than they were used to.
This whole thing wasn't necessarily to benefit ATC, but others as well.
Kurt mused on that thought for a moment, chewing on another almond before he glanced up at the small sign at the top of the Tram. His gaze watched the small screen change to the words 'Western Arm-Expo Hall'. He frowned for a brief moment, using his free hand to pat around his pockets for the brochure that he had been given upon arrival. After a few seconds he realized that he'd lost it, letting out a muted curse at himself as he sighed.
It seemed he had no choice but to explore a little further.