Tobias had been roped into a rare meet and greet with the fans. It’s not that he didn’t like doing it, quite the opposite, he loved meeting his fans. There were just times when it made him feel so claustrophobic. They knew him as whatever Papa was frontman at the time, they didn’t know him behind the mask, and that made him feel weird about doing the meet and greets sometimes. Were the fans there for him, or for him as a character?

However, he stands behind his table, his hands clasped idly, his eyes glancing around at the queues of fans. Tobias slowly tucks a little strand of brown hair behind his ear, settling himself. This was easy, he could do this.