The words sounded silly as soon as they escaped my lips. How to explain the irrational fear that gripped me at the thought of Seth stepping outside the carriage?
Seth stopped with his hand on the door.
I tapped my head and tried to muster up a smile. "Ignore me. It's just seeing Louise has unsettled me."
"No, don't apologise. You should always trust your instinct, and yours has proven rather reliable." His gaze roamed over the interior of our passenger carriage. He pointed up to a small flywheel in the middle of the ceiling. "I'll go via the roof, just in case."
He stood on a table to turn the wheel that released a hatch to the roof of the carriage. Lieutenant Bain gave him a leg up, as though he hopped on a horse, and his form disappeared through the roof.
"Douse the lights," I said to the others. We circled the interior, cutting the gas to the lamps and plunging us into darkness.