He had hardly anticipated that near sudden flood of questions from his wife in the wake of his query on what exactly she might like to ask. Tobias, perhaps foolishly, having anticipated a simple question upon his favoured food or colour or television show. Yet, he supposed, he so hardly knew the answers to those things either. The dark-haired young man frowning slightly in that consideration before shaking his head lightly as if to clear it. His thoughts turned instead toward all those things Raven so apparently desired to know. A perfect day? Something he didn't share? A toy he didn't like? A dream? Heaven and hell? Hobies? Questions about Rave herself? Were these....the regular sort of things couples spoke about? Was he supposed to know the answers? Tobias so momentarily left with the notion he had never considered some of these things at all! That near inquisitive look so managed to find his features then, Tobias glancing from that road to Raven and back again. What on earth went on in the mind of his wife he hardly knew. The man momentarily struggling to find an answer for each of those questions.

"I- well, I suppose a perfect day is sleeping late with you and having lunch and playing video games with Tet and then having dinner and falling asleep while you read. Ummm, something I don't share, thats easy, that's you. I don't like jack-in-the-boxes. I don't recall my dreams no, he dreams, I don't. If i do I don't remember them. Hell would be somewhere with a lot of water that i can't get out of, probably with Crab-Spiders. Heaven is just being home with you and Tet. A hobby? I think it's better if I don't take up a hobby, is there something you really want to do? As for something i don't know about you, let me see. What is your favourite food? You always cook what the pack wants to eat but I never asked you what you like."

It was a...simple question, he supposed and yet in all the years he had known her he was almost sure he'd never asked. What sort of husband didn't know their wives favourite food? Besides, wasn't it about time someone asked her? That conversation shifted then to the manner of that tyre swing and what few, un-tainted memories from the past Tobias himself possessed. His Other, it seemed, was hardly keen on sharing what little of that past they both remembered. Those memories seeming to....flicker, like a bad television set. Sometimes clear, sometimes fractured and forgettable. Those truly happy memories however seemed to linger more potently. Even if he could hardly remember what came before or after those very moments, that memory itself of a single space in time remained. They were the important memories, surely, if he could remember them even now. That mention of Tetradore's Father saw the dark-eyed young man glance sideways, Tobias chuckling softly before insisting Tetradore's Father had been his Father too. After all, he had called the man 'dad' just the same. Raven nodded gently, the woman hardly seeking to pry any further into that past. Neither of them wholly comfortable with what had come before one another in their lives. Tobias' returning his attention largely to that road and the upcoming hill.

That 'hill' was nothing like the gently paved slopes of the city that swept smoothly upward. This hill was near vertical and carved from rock and dirt and sand that slipped and skidded in every direction. Raven was near thrown from her seat the moment they connected with that upward surface. The truck rumbling and rolling and bouncing every direction as they crested that hill. Tobias barely paused atop it, those gears shifted before they drove down the other side in a tumbling, skidding, bouncing rush. Raven, without that steering wheel to grip, was force to grasp the dashboard. That truck at last reaching the smooth road once more. That grin utterly undeniable on the deviants face as that truck raced onwards.

That near nervous twisting of Raven's hand was hardly missed, Tobias glancing briefly toward her before she suddenly spoke about Matteo, of all people. That very name so connecting with that imagine within his mind. Tetra's Fancy Friend. Who was also Dorian's father, it seemed. That surprise was clear upon his features, Tobias frowning slightly at that new information only for Raven to insist this was apparently a secret- although why he so hardly understood.

"I won't say anything. He does smell good though, I will say that."

Well- it was true. Matteo did smell good. Tobias dismissing the thought for now as Raven rested one hand on her shoulder with that insistence that the strange Fae had predicted they would have not one but two children somewhere within the future. That sudden query of whether or not Raven was pregnant now prompting the young woman to admit that she was and that she had been surprised to even fit into her wedding dress. That sudden declaration very near saw the man run off that road entirely, Tobias suddenly remembering that need to turn the wheel as they skidded wildly around that bend. He hadn't even noticed a change in her figure! Surely he would have noticed something by now! Raven offered that near panicked, flustered look. They shouldn't be driving at all in her condition! At least....not this sort of driving. That very look upon his face, it seemed, coaxed that sudden grin from Ravens own. The woman insisting she was kidding as Tobias near slumped agianst that steering wheel in, well, relief he supposed. He still desired those children and yet perhaps with a little more....planning and less surprise. That kiss agianst his cheek saw that simper tug at his lips, Tobias shaking his head once more if only to clear it from that moment of shocked surprise. How unlike Raven it was to joke! Yet, he could hardly deny the amusement in it.

She was serious once more then as she continued, offering him what little information she had gleaned from the odd Fae fellow on this apparent child. Matteo having evidently revealed truly little beyond that prediction those children would exist to begin with. How...unhelpful. Raven's very fear the Frenchman might be lying however coaxed that further frown to Tobias own features.

"I don't know him well, not really, but.....that man is not a liar. Im sure of it. Tetradore trusts him too and Tet doesn't trust many people."

Raven had every right to question that...prophecy? Tobias truly unsure of what else to call it and yet from what time he'd spent with matteo, limited and fragmented though those memories were he was nearly assured of that singular truth that the man was not a liar. That excitement still found his voice all the same as he asked those further questions. Raven appearing far calmer then he'd anticipated from her. That sudden snort drew his attention. Raven arguing she was hardly calm, rather, she'd had time to think over all those questions that were, only now, stirring within Tobias' own mind. His wife near huffing that she was perfectly capable of being calm when she chose. The deviants eyes rolling playfully in response as he chuckled.

"I didn't say you weren't capable. I just meant I was surprised how calm you seemed over this. I suppose you have had longer to think about it though. I wish he'd told you more."

There was still so much he desired to know. So many questions he still...wondered about. Raven, it seemed, was equally prone to that some wondering. Tobias considering her earlier words about his own 'cleverness'. The man inclined to believe the less of his Others...cunning that child developed the better. Then again, which side of him would that baby take after? Raven's mention of species hardly having occurred to him until that moment as his eyes widened.

"Oh. I hadn't even thought of that, species that is. I think it would be nice to have another wolf in the family. Is you condition.....inheritable? Did your parents have it?"

He had never truly asked, after all, if that condition was a result of her treatment or indeed something within her DNA itself passed down from parent to child. Those affinities, he knew, could be inherited. Yet, did Raven's feral-ness count as just that? More questions, it seemed, they hardly had the answer too.

"I suppose I hope that he or she has...both of us, for a long time. That he or she always feels part of a family."

Their pack was larger and stronger then it had ever been before. Tobias so hoping their child would always feel...apart of that. That family so created by them all together so surely the most important along with his and Raven's continued presence. That lack of parents and his own decidedly fractured family so continually.....displaying for him. How much he desired his own children might never suffer that. Raven, in turn, had also lacked that traditional sort of family. The young woman suddenly inquiring as to why he had chosen this trial, his thoughts suddenly turned away from their future children and toward the road.

"There is supposedly a nice lookout spot at the end of it. I figured it was a good place to stop and have that packed lunch before we head back for those elephants."

That ready grin was flashed towards her then.Tobias slowing that truck as they approached a rather large river. That unknown depth, for now, prompting the man to take that crossing carefully as the car slowly rolled forward and into the water. The river far deeper than it had looked. The water quickly rising near halfway up that truck. Tobias remaining distinctly unconcerned as he navigated that muddied river bottom with care.

"The engine has a snorkel, don't worry, it should be fine. Mostly."

Well. He was mostly confident. Mostly. His experience with water driving was limited to those video games and one or two other occasions he could.....faintly remember. Tobias momentarily lost in thought once more as that truck crept carefully further along.

"Hey, Raven? Don't let me name our kid anything stupid alright? He's going to want to name it Tobias. I don't want to name our kid after me, if its a boy. Don't let him name it after food either."