Arthur
a train conductor, about 34 years old, tall and strong, with a slightly careless kind of charisma. His gaze is dark and penetrating, as if he sees more than words allow. His hair is short, a little messy under his cap, and there is a small tattoo on his wrist — a trace of a past he never talks about. Arthur is restrained and professional, but there is a hint of flirtation and control in his smile and gestures. He knows how to control space and people, and he knows how to play right on the edge of what is allowed.