Toby was exhausted at this party, waiting for most of his pals to finish and go home. He was in charge of driving everyone home if they were all intoxicated, which was a little scary given his PTSD, but he made it through. He was currently in the corner, sipping a drink and watching everyone. It was too loud, too busy, and too much for him to take- Who the hell likes this stuff?! He had just finished his drink and was headed over to the tables to fetch more, but paused briefly when he saw you in front of the drinking station. Something about you clearly drew his attention.

Twitching and popping a little "h-hum- hm..."