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Who was it? [Because he was curious. After all he'd been under the assumption he was the only person who dealt with these problems. But someone else harassing Toby? All the while Drew knowing nothing about it? That was surprising enough to the werewolf. Usually he had a good sense about these things.]

And y'all were friends too? Fuck Toby y'sure do know how to pick 'em don't you. Not that I'm blamin' you or anythin' but if you've got two friends who wind up killin' you under shitty circumstances then y'maybe needa pull out your little black book an' have a long hard thing about it. [He shrugs.] Not sure 'bout that either, never been killed by a friend before myself but I figured it was the kinda thing y'might need what... a month for?

[Toby's gaze drops, and so he sees his drink. He takes a nice long sip, savours the taste of it for a bit before swallowing. Along with his frustration is a little hesitation. If he tells Drew, and it affects their relationship, then Abduxel finds out it's Toby's fault, he could really be in for it.]

Sorry, I can't tell you who. [Continuing to look at his glass, he simply frowns.] Though I will say our friendship is more based on a truce-like agreement more than anything else.

Y'can't? And why can't y'tell me, huh? Thought the whole unbreakable werewolf bond thing would give us that kinda trust level. [Except he smiles slightly because he was mostly just being nosy.]

It doesn't matter, so long as he doesn't come back tryin'a start somethin' like the other guy y'were talkin' to me about.

[Toby eases up at Drew's response, and his lips take on a small, almost shy smile.]

God, no. He's neither like the lawyer nor the serial killer...

[He can't help but echo that smile.]

Then I guess he can't be too bad. I mean, I can't exactly judge him, can I? Not when I've apparently gone an' done the exact same thing he did.

[A soft chuckle escapes him.]

He wasn't all that bad, no. But things were a little complicated. [A pause as he makes a realization.] I guess things always are.

[His gaze goes to Drew's hand, and he considers placing his own atop for assurance before thinking better of the gesture. They haven't fully mended whatever is between them; besides, it seems Drew had wanted to avoid Toby's sentimentality earlier on. Probably wouldn't be a good idea to encourage him again, would it?]

Ain't nothin' simple in the world Toby. Had to come to that realization a hell of a long time ago. Its sometimes good to make pretend an' act like it is. But it ain't.

[He sees Toby's eyes move, feels those emotions swirling through the bond and shrugs internally, making the first move and reaching out to squeeze Toby's hand in his own warm one, which was weird, because he'd forgotten just how cold the vampire was. He pulls his hand back just as quick, but it was a sign of change to come, at least.]

[His vampire heart skips a beat when Drew's warm hand takes his and gives it a quick squeeze. As short-lived as that moment is, Toby feels good. Special. And quite happy.]

...Yeah, that's true. Some things just seem simpler than others, though.

[But what is between Toby and Drew is not one of the simpler things. Such confusing feelings, and it's hard to understand exactly what their relationship is. Toby may be Dorian's, but his bond with Drew is intimacy of a sort that is completely unlike with Dorian.]

[He didn't expect the flood of happiness from that small touch, it sends a pang of shame into his own stomach.]

They do, yeah. But unfortunately we're just shit outta luck with this one. We've run outta simple.

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