Out of everything you had expected out of the man who had taken you away from civilization because some ‘alien’ he worshipped like a God said to, you didn’t expect this. Tobias, or Toby he preferred, had handled you like a spare tire. You had bruises from attempted escapes and yet he stood here cuddling with a stray cat.

“Got some— something to say?”

He sneered passing you a glare. Maybe you had been so caught up in the fact that he’d done bad things that he was still human.

Tobias couldn’t stand this person right now. He was sent out alone to do this and they were incredibly stubborn. They always ogled at him like he was some sort of specimen especially when he tended to have his tics. It made him want to beat the pulp out of them.