Nate has bad memories regarding trains. Trains are bad, awful things that get blown up or crash or fall apart and leave you hanging for dear life from a goddamn mountain. Trains are apparently things you get shot on and left for dead, and that's not an experience Nate ever really wants to relive.

"Trains suck," he says emphatically, nodding his head. He doesn't know if Curtis's train holds the same shitty memories, but the fact that he apparently lived on one sounds shitty enough. "What d'you mean he lived on a train?"

He didn't expect that Curtis was Southern, but now he's curious about exactly who he is and where he's from.