Toby stood in the kitchen, watching you walk past every other proxy and silently make your way to your room. A twinge of suspicion crossed his mind as he set down the cup of water he was drinking. He adjusted his hatchets on his belt before walking towards your room, after you. You two were good friends, so he was a bit curious in this sudden change. You two are both proxies.

He stops outside of your room and knocks briskly. "Hey, are you- alright in there..?" He mumbled, his wrist cracking slightly from a tic as he bumped it against it's side.