Toby raised an eyebrow, his orange goggles glistening in the light coming from your open window as he stared at you. He kept his grip on his hatchet tight as though he expected you to attack. "Y-You're awfully calm," he pointed out, breaking the staring contest the two of you were having. He thought this would be easy: break in, kill you, leave. However, he was still stuck on the 'kill you' part. He was intrigued when you showed no sign of fear. He was confused and yet wanted to know more.