He did not need to die right now, or ever, in her humble opinion. Losing Tetradore was absolutely difficult, but losing her mate would be tremendously heartbreaking. She had no desire to go through another death of a loved one again. Such dark thoughts left her mind when she felt his hand grab her own, and drag her along, running towards whatever it was that caught his attention. Being half a cat, and Tobi, well literally anything could catch his attention. As they neared part of the park featuring a stature of a man, her eyes widened in horror as her mate exclaimed he found a woman with a beard, the werewolf knowing this was no woman. Tobias had managed to take them to a site that was supposed to honor and respect one of the smartest men to have ever walked the Earth. Knowing his track record and how easy he was capable of destroying things, Raven knew she had to get him away from here, and fast! Dorian was not in the country, and he wouldn't be able to get them out of trouble. Tobi couldn't break this stature. He just couldn't! Explaining to him what the stature represented she shook her head, disagreeing with his assertion that he was wearing a dress.
Blue-grey eyes narrowed when she overheard some of the strangers nearby begin to snicker and point at her mate. She was accustomed to having the public judge her mate poorly. They simply didn't understand, and they would never take the time to see just who he really was. He was brilliant in his own way. However, society doesn't favor someone being unique. Society expected everyone to follow unwritten rules and policies. Grabbing his hand she tugged him away before he could get any crazy ideas on how to steal Leonardo's beard. Instead she turned the conversation over about children. With his other half they had the conversation, but they never agreed on whether or not they were going to try. To be fair she wanted to have that conversation with him again to see if this particular side of him would be interested. Although would he understand? When her compliment was answered with a factual statement she turned her dial to stare at him. Well, it was true they were small, but did the size of a person help him decide whether or not he would be kind and gentle with others? Perhaps that animal side was in play, helping him understand that small people in their species needed to cared for, and treated quite differently.
The muttering under her breath was something she hardly listened to, tuning it out for a moment, as she hid within her thoughts, barely watching the children that ran around them. Feeling his hand grab her arm she stopped herself from walking, looking around the park, a bit puzzled as to why he would stop them. They weren't in any danger. Her eyes would widen slightly as he marched towards a group of children huddled around each other giggling and laughing. Curious as to what it was he found she followed after him, looking for what should be obvious, but wasn't. Seeing him grab a bottle off a stand she gasped in shocked, as Tobias turned around to show her what he found, her focus was entirely on the burly Italian man behind him. It was clear that Tobias had done something wrong. After all, the Italian was shaking his fists and hands, raising his voice to near shouting measures, a vein slightly popping from the side of his neck. That he had found the 'breath of a fish' with the bottle of bubbles was...well unique. It was out of the box and it sort of made sense. And this was why she wouldn't change her mate for any reason. He thought completely different of things. Her voice held a bit of hesitation as she warily responded, giggling softly.
Stuffing her hand in her pockets she pulled out a few dollar bills, handing them to the man, which seemed to silence him. Breathing a sigh of relief she turned to look at her mate quite pleased that they had at least solved another item in that confusing riddle. Grabbing his hand again, she continued on walking through the park, speaking quite cheerfully.