Oliver let up a welcoming smile as his new train buddy took his seat across from him. The grip the cat held felt funny and furry. It was a weird feeling, having those squishy pads pushed against his palm with tufts of fur between each finger. [b]“Ahh, it’s nice to meet you too, Rover.” [/b]Oliver adjusted himself in his seat, trying to give himself a better impression for the stranger. He didn’t want to come off as a lazy guy to the kind stranger. The feline seemed to be doing the same thing, it appeared. Oliver couldn’t help but wonder if he was making the cat nervous. Perhaps he’d never seen a human before. To his knowledge, his kind don’t come around here too often, If at all. He could never understand why. Was it a personal choice? A law permitting certain amount of people at certain times? Oliver didn’t remember having to go through much trouble at all to gain entry. Oh well. Again, he tried to make his new company feel welcome with kind expressions. 

[b]“Oh yeah,”[/b] he started, shuffling his hand in the pocket of his green hoodie. Oliver produced a cleanly folded square sheet of paper, unfolding it and holding it in front of him. [b]“I’m heading to a town called…Crescent Landing? Yep, says it right here,”[/b] he told Rover, pointing at the printed name of the town. He had searched for this town specifically because of its location. It was the furthest away from the parts of the world inhabited by humans. Just what he wanted. He’d love nothing more than to get away from humanity, if only for a couple months.  Oliver stuffed the paper into the pocket it came from, this time not giving any mind to folding it neatly. [b]“Ever been?”[/b]