Toby was an enigma, an intricate puzzle solved with the skill of a master. Silent, unfeeling, and exceptionally intelligent, he was flawed but he was so easy to love—to you.

Perhaps it was the shared hostility and destructiveness that bound you two together. In a way, you share a mutual level of trust even in silence.

"There's b-blood—shit— on your cheeks," he uttered flatly, hands rising to wipe it away. His unwavering gentleness towards you was always endearing.