The were panther had been so startled by the sight of his childhood friend that for a moment he truthfully hadn't heard a word that had left the lanky boy's lips. Tetradore had been so self absorbed with reassuring himself that this wasn't somehow a cruel trick of his mind that he hadn't realized 'sister' meant his sister in particular. His gaze shifted from the individual nestled on top of him to the young girl at his heels, his intense emerald gaze landing upon her petite form. He turned perfectly still, hardly breathing as he watched her voice apologized profusely for the nude fellow resting upon him. He watched in mute silence as the boy slowly withdrew from Tetradore, finally fitting himself within a pair of poorly fitting jeans. "It's fine." Tetradore replied softly, slowly moving towards a sitting position now that he'd finally be released from the weight of Tobias' figure upon him. Although the boy was had been hardly well taken care of these past few years, he was still quite a heavy weight to bear. His gaze never once left the young girl, his head instead tilting slightly to the side as he inquired softly. "Naddy?" For Tetradore, the prospect of his sister present was perhaps even more unbelievable then that of his wayward childhood companion. For a moment, they caused him to doubt all of his memories from that night, memories that he hadn't thought on for a very long time.



Tetradore slowly reached up, taking the offered hand given to him by Tobias. The man dragged himself to his feet, pausing only to brush the grass and dirt flippantly from the leather he so hated to adorn. Instead he stepped closer towards the young girl, having had time to at least process between the pair of them that some life had made it through that tragedy. He reached out, momentarily embracing the girl. There was no way to voice the emotions that flittered through him. "Your okay..." He commented softly, more to himself the either of the individuals present. His thoughts were dragged from all the lies he'd lived the past year to his name upon Tobias' lips. "Yes?" He inquired, finally letting his estranged sister from his grasp. He watched the boy reach out and briefly his palm met his, frowning ever so slightly at the car pressed into his hand. In truth, Tetraodre had forgotten entirely about the small toy car that had been his childhood favorite. He'd pushed so many of his past memories into the far back of his mind if only because they often proved too painful to cope with. Tetraodre had long sense lived a live where he merely had to accept where he was anther then idly considering the what-ifs. It was one of the few ways he dealt with being the masochistic vampire's pet.



A small frown crossed his features at the certainty that echoed within the boy's voice. He hardly wished to drag his friend into his world, not when he could have a life on his own. His emerald gaze shifted from the boy to the car and back again, unsure of how he could dissuade the man from that which he was clearly determined to do. He'd forgotten about that aspect of Tobias, the unyielding loyalty that had made their childhood friendship somehow work despite all the odds that were stacked against them. "You did..." He commented, a musing tone to his voice as his gaze traced the features of the vehicle. His attention shifted once again to his sister at the sound of Tobias voice, a weak simper crossing his masculine face at the competition they'd apparently started. Although Tetradore wasn't terribly against being found, he still wasn't quite sure how this was all going to work out to his advantage.