The train hit a bump in the tracks, jolting the whole cart and its passengers. A few disgruntled murmurs sounded from the sparse amount of bodies in the area. Thomas briefly wondered what kind of tourists went on vacation in the desert.

"It's a shame, you know? I've heard that its really something to see. Apparently the woman part of it is pretty sexy." Thomas grinned mischievously as he took a sip of his soda. The wind picked up outside of the train, and he could hear the grains of sand pelting the thick windows. He was suddenly very glad to be a weapon; the most this weather could do to him was get sand in his blades.