It was like a train wreck, a disaster in the making, one Tobi could understand. The hunts in his decades of roaming numerous terrain had become all the same, the bloodlust he had as a teenage boy had been sopped out of him a while ago, it was too easy to slit a throat or embed someone with his hatchets.

Tobi slipped, now falling, causing you to threw yourself to save him like a damned fool causing you to fall as well, into the lake waters with him. It was crazy— But who is he to talk about crazy?