Kira lets the train sway and rattle to its stop, lets the door open and Ty wait briefly on the other side of it before he moves. He can't remember the last person in his family to own a car; doesn't need prescience to know how long the doors stand open.

He resolves out of the passengers streaming into the train, standing at Ty's elbow just as he starts to look around for him.

"Horse-drawn carriage ride through Central Park," he says, catching Ty by the sleeve and pulling him toward the stairs. "Three am trip up to the top of the Empire State Building--the works."