By chance or by fate, or perhaps both, Rutile is a frequent patron of the Skyway, and glances up from their yimo when they hear the tell-tale clatter and grind of stone landing on gravel. What they startles them such that the yimo slips out from their hand, and there is a delicate moment where they are frozen with surprise. It is Antarcticite of all people, here, in Aifaran, who has jumped down onto the tracks to rescue some hapless bystander, in front of an oncoming skytrain.

Fucking kids, is Rutile's clearest thought as they dash to the edge and crouch by the side. "Antarc!" they shout, and reach down as far as they can. "Give them to me, Antarc; you need to get out!"

With the train coming at this speed, the matter of hardness is a moot point; neither of them will make it through a collision unscathed.