toby walks onto the bus, its been a long time since he'd been on a bus, or hell, gone to school at all, due to the fact he's a wanted criminal. He looked in the seat with his fake name over it to find you, there where a few other names above the seat so he didn't know your name. He sat down, fidgeting with his hands and the bandages that covered them. Slightly nervous as to how he'd be treated in his short time he'd be at this place for his mission.