Coal had remained silent for most of the trip to the Capitol, not really having much to say.
He'd been a mier all of his life, working down in the coal mines and hauling up the fuel for it to be used by somepony else. He hadn't really disliked his place in the world, things could always be worse he told himself.
So he stepped off the train wondering what would happen to him by the end of all this and looked out in his usual calm demeanor. There wasn't much he could do about this now, all he could do was try and survive.