Clive chuckled, his eyes sparkling with warmth. “
You got that right! Texas is a wild ride, can’t say I ever thought I’d end up in a dang place like Mytheria though, but sometimes life has a funny way of leading you to where you need to be. I’m just a simple farmer, but I reckon my skills might come in handy with all the craziness around.” He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret.
“
You know, I’ve seen my fair share of trouble too, but I believe in keeping a level head – and a good hat never hurts if I had one.” Clive flashed a grin and chuckled, tipping an imaginary hat. Clive sat his keister down at the table they'd got together, and grabbed himself a drink while still having an ear for the conversation as he downed it's contents Clive’s brow furrowed slightly with concern as he listened to Alison tell them a bit of her own story while rubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully he said “
This place has a way of throwin’ you for a loop.” sometimes at the hands of a murderous water ninja other times well much worse things...
For once the man's face looked a bit less than chipper, Clive was doing his best to be the strongest but there were times these days when he was all by his lonesome where he couldn't sleep at night or he woke up in a sweat from a nightmare. He kept waking up like that, always just before that
crack and sickening
snap before everything just stopped, hiding his expression behind a hearty swig of his drink the southerner tried his best not to think about everything, he just wanted to forget it at least for this time in front of people who saw him as the regular old chipper man he is.