@eccedentesian / secret twain starter call.
"Gettin' dark."
It's decidedly not Twain's first foray into backpacking places, but it is the only one he hasn't done alone. Usually, long trips across whatever country are his way of getting some time to himself, or getting away from something, but this time... Well, it was definitely a little bit of getting away this time, too, but it's definitely more fun now that there's spontaneous company involved, even though neither of them are actually sticking together because they just like eachother that much.
Not that Elmer's a bad guy. He's a weirdo, sure, but he's actually pretty nice to be around, and Twain's had weirder friends. Actually, Twain's had downright worse friends, so unless Elmer suddenly does something drastic like trying to kill an entire city, he's definitely not the worst ranked on the list. If there even was a list.
In any case, he's a lot chattier when he isn't left alone. He never talks to Whipped Cream much outside of where other people can hear, since she can probably read his mind anyway. He's not really used to filling the silence with chatter, but it's not like Elmer's quiet.
"Y'know, last time I was out in a place like this in a situation like this, I had some cops on my ass. For somethin'. Not sure what, it's been a while. Anyway, I led 'em on until it got dark, then I hauled my ass up into a tree an' slept there for hours. They were waitin' for me at the bottom but I think the tree was protected or somethin' cause they couldn't get me an' they couldn't get a firetruck into the forest for the ladder or anything."
There had been a point, initially, and he only now remembers it. "How far's the nearest, uh... How far's the next town? We gonna rough it out here?"
