In a culture where children were encouraged to report the disloyalty of their own parents, there were few things that would place anyone above the suspicion of an up and coming Gestapo officer. Estelle's quick thinking at least gave them a plausible excuse for having ducked into a car of the train not frequented by normal travelers. Nor was Reinhard easily embarrassed at the idea of interrupting two clandestine lovers, if anything it prodded the false sense of moral superiority the Nazi's held against the bourgeois elements of liberal European society. Though Estelle played her part convincingly enough, if anything her beauty and behavior only piqued Reinhard's interest all the more, even if it no longer had anything to do with the murder.
Listening to their accents and and language he continued in English. "So your reaction to seeing a woman murdered is to slip off with another man?" He asked, the condemnation of her morals practically dripping from each word. Nor did he lower his lugar pistol from the combined center of mass of the two lovers.
"Yes a fine woman, let us get a better look at her." He said, his tone demanding now. "Stand up, both of you." He said, giving the menacing looking barrel of the pistol a slight wave as he closed some of the distance between them, his eyes scanning for accomplices while still keeping them in his peripheral vision.
As he got a better look at the man he spat"Rassenschande" in a low voice, barely perceptible to the couple assuming they even knew the German word for the now illegal act of sexual relations between Jews and Aryan's since 1935's Nuremberg Race Laws had been enacted.
"Your names?" He asked in a demanding tone, the pistol pointing more at Leo than Estelle now that they were standing and no longer an entwined mass of forbidden lust. As he listened and noted the names they offered, he approached Leonard and without asking his pardon patted him down for weapons, keeping his own pulled back close to his body.
Hearing the offered names he asked "Juden?" looking at Leonard but his gaze shifting to Estelle to indicate the question was meant for both of them.
"Your destination?" he continued his interrogation of them, knowing they were nearing Stuttgart and needing to know how long he would have them under his watchful eyes.