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[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias has been feeling a little creative lately. How? Well... he filled his side of his dorm with pictures of his family -- Grell, Espio, Marco, and even some of Whitebeard, after getting the description from Marco again -- and now he's working on the people around Garden.

If you walk through the Quad, you might feel the teen's eyes on you as you walk past. Anyone who comes into view is being drawn in the sketchbook he has, a quick little pencil drawing that none the less is enough for him to remember them by. Of course, he only knows a few people around here, so most of the drawings go unlabeled.

He's immensely absorbed in this, paying attention to little else but the paper and his current subject.]

Comments

[espio]

Nothing at all.

[Whatever he's clearly not talking about, he doesn't seem that invested in it. It seems to be more of an "I knew it" attitude as he shakes his head.]

[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias shrugs a little. Well, okay, if you say so!

He turns, trying to snuggle into Espio as best he can with the size difference.]

Okay.

[espio]

You'll work it out eventually anyway.

[At least, he expects so. Although come to think of it, certain subjects aren't covered by the Garden syllabus.

...oh lord he hopes Marco doesn't try to educate him. Not after that conversation about birds. Twinkle's too much of a troll.]

Oh, I was gonna ask you if you wanted to take a trip to FH, but with the missions and all I didn't get a chance. Maybe next time we're on break...

[corruptedsouls]

[Don't be so sure about that. You are talking to the kid who's never been able to figure out innuendo even when it beats him upside the head.]

Sure, I'd like to go out sometime. I kind of want to go look around out of Garden again, too.

[espio]

[Espio's not going to spell it out to him, though. Not until he knows Toby has more of a clue, because right now it would lead to far too many questions.]

It's good to get out!

FH is pretty quiet, and full of pacifists, but they've got a real thing for engineering and mechnanics there - they might be more willing to show me their stuff with this potion!

Oh, and there's fishing.

Really, I just wanna take you out. You know.

[Just them.]

[corruptedsouls]

[Pacifists? He's so there. Of course, he does... sort of get what Espio is driving at, so he smiles and hugs a little tighter.]

I'd really like to do that, too. I'm really happy to be back here again and I'm really happy to see Mom and Dad again, but I like it when we do things just us, too.

[espio]

Hmm?

[Pokes him in the forehead.]

Okay, that's twice you've picked up on what I mean without me having to explain. Where's Toby?

[corruptedsouls]

[He blinks a little, tilting his head.]

I'm right here.

[It's somewhat hard to tell if Tobias is trying to joke or means that seriously.]

I'm trying to remember how to listen to you better.

[espio]

Heh.

[On the basis that he sounded serious, Espio's going with serious. But he just seems amused more than anything else.]

Is it working?

[corruptedsouls]

Mhm, I think so.

[espio]

Well, keep it up then!

[Grin! Oh, Toby, you have no idea how happy he is about that. Picking up on things he's not saying is a big deal for him, okay? No matter how little they are. He's so used to being completely misread.]

[corruptedsouls]

[It's up in the air how much he can actually read, but he's certainly trying, at least?]

I'll do my best!

[espio]

[Better that than nothing!]

Anyway...

[Stands, stretch, then tugs Toby over for a quick kiss on the cheek.]

I'll let you get back to drawing. I got stuff to do.

[corruptedsouls]

[He smiles brightly at said kiss, returning it.]

Okay. See you later, Espio.

[espio]

[Heee! But no, he's off.]

Later!

Oh. If you meet me in the library at about five, I'll make you some dinner, okay?

[corruptedsouls]

[Food? You hit the magic offer.]

Okay!

...Can we eat in the library?

[espio]

Nah, that's just where I'm gonna be at that time, so it's a good place to meet up.

You can help me cook. I set up a small kitchen in my dorm... it's only camping stuff, but it works.

[He has no idea if that's even allowed, but ever since he learned to cook he's preferred his own food to the cafeteria's. He doesn't want to use the home ec rooms all the time!]

[corruptedsouls]

Okay then! I'll meet you there.

[Tobias is already overly excited about this, it seems.]