It is no small measure of discord that so seems to afflict the man in those moments in which he so becomes aware of their lack of food, a frown marking those entirely youthful features as his fingers knot together in disdain and frustration at so having failed within this task. His mind does not truly possess that ability for foresight, the boy near incapable of understanding consequence, action and reaction, beyond the most basal of tasks. He had known they would eat and yet he had not considered to bring food to eat. The very basis of such an idea having failed to occur to him, those fractured thoughts having failed to knot together to plan in the present for what he required in the future and yet- he is nothing if not resourceful. His frustration is momentary, those fathomless dark eyes turned upon his companion now at her assurance that she would have packed food had she known, his mind decidedly slow to process these words, each syllable so plucked from within and considered, turned and examined before he seems to find some measure of understanding within the depths of those words- his own shaggy head shaking now. Reams of black hair tumbling his gaze as he does, his own lips parting in some attempt to so explain though his words remain little more than fractured fragments so salvaged from the wasteland of his thoughts.

"Birdie not.....supposed to know.....is for....surprising."

One hand reaches up in that ever-present gesture so mimicked from Tetradore himself, long fingers running through his hair in a manner of frustration and yet a gesture that makes him appear almost....normal, before his head simply shakes, as if clearing those thoughts from it. His attention instead fixating upon the river before them. Tobias eyeing it was marked distaste, his hand releasing Ravens own as he begun to move those layers of clothing, passing them now to the girl before allowing his own affinity to stir to life. His fingernails replaced in mere seconds with those claws, the worried look upon Raven's features entirely ignored as he moves abruptly towards that river. He loathes that cold liquid, those lanky muscles tightening already at the mere thought and yet his mind in this moment is fixated upon that singular goal. He hesitates once more upon the very edge of the bank, nervousness so afflicting his frame, that emotion entirely uncomfortable as he fidgeted once more before his attention returns to his mate a second time. Her question earning her little more than a scowl before his head nods in assurance. One foot steps back, the barefooted deviant so seeming to position himself before the boy lunges into the water.

That freezing water is as entirely horrific as he remembers it, Tobias spluttering to the surface but a moment later before he scrambles onto the bank, dragging that heavy fish with him as he flings the water from himself, desperately attempting to dry his form as best as he is able. A hiss of discord upon his lips before he so proudly presents that fish to his mate now, proceeding to drop it into her lap with a delighted grin. Those dark eyes lift to his companions own now, so searching for that reaction he is assured she should have, the man so intently watching her features for that which only he knows. His ability to read that which is unspoken entirely instinctive, that small smile he is offered as Raven holds it down seeming to delight the sodden miscreant all the same. Her question however, sees him pause yet again.

"Is for....sharing."

He nods once more, reaching out to take the fish from her now, his affinity extending once more to so shift those Leopard teeth in place, that overly powerful jaw seeing his teeth crunch down upon that unfortunate fish, tearing the animal entirely in half but a moment last- handing the head to Raven with clear delight. The gangly boy moves to sit beside her now, holding his own tail end, lifting his lips to the torn flesh before biting down excitedly, the creature so happily munching upon his prize- pausing to wait for his mate to do the same. That Raven might not desire to eat raw fish had hardly occurred to him, Tobias staring expectantly towards her now, head tilting slightly to the side.

"Birdie does not......like fish?"

He bites into his own again, as if to show Raven just how it might be done, gesturing to the fish once more- assured she would desire to eat it, why wouldn't she? He continues to wait now, fathomless dark eyes lingering upon her in clear expectation, Tobias shifting closer and closer still until he sits beside his companion, pointing now to where the flesh is torn in a bizarre effort to....help the woman. It is an unusual level of patience for the boy, Tobias so seeming to desire to assit the woman, to show her what he believes she does not understand, the boy so seeming to find a pleasure of sorts in showing what he thinks Raven does not know.

"Start here....is easier for....biting."

He withdraws his hand, shoulder resting against her own now, watching still as he licks his own lips- his share of the meal very near eaten as he remains silent once more, features frowning as he seems to struggle with his words all over again- dark eyes lifting at last to Birdie once more as he sits beside her so sodden upon that bank and within that coming darkness and with a fish within his lap.

"I will still love you.....if you don't like fish."

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push