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Will chuckled at Jude looking through the cook book. "It's more of some ice and sugar, but I get the point." Will zipped up his bag and placed the strap over his shoulder. He paused at the two's question, not knowing whether or not he should answer, but he figured what is the worst thing that could happen. "I'm heading to Oregon, actually. My family lives out there." he said, knowing what he sounded like for saying it. "I know it's a long shot, but I just have to know, you know? I know it's a waste of time, but I figured we all have all the time we need these days." Will was surprised by his own words and how open he was being with these people. He had just met them and already they knew more about him then some of his former so-called friends.

Realizing the topic may open up a can of worms, Will decided to quickly change the subject away from the depressing topic, hearing vaguely how the two wanted to try and get ice cream.
"Anyway, ice cream sounds nice, but you mind if we take a side trip? My gun broke on my way out of Missouri and I've been looking for a replacement."