That energy of sorts seemed to readily find that lanky deviant in the wake of those more illegal activities Tetradore and himself so often seemed to take up when away from the Ark. A part of the boy relishing in that adrenaline, in watching others cower before them, in seeing Tetradore take up that domineering role. Such actions seeming to coax at is own more animalistic instincts. Tobias far more prone to deviating toward his own more feral nature when given the chance. The fractured boy so barely clinging to those scraps of humanity as it was and yet that car ride in the least seemed to settle him all the more. Enough to prompt that stuttered question on whether or not that stealing had been solved. Tobias understanding so little of the complexities of that situation, rather, the boy merely cut so effortlessly to that chase in some fashion. It was, perhaps, one of the very reasons his and Tetradore's friendship so persisted as it did. Tobias asked simple question and readily accepted simple answers with no care for long-winded explanation or emotion of moral affliction. He required little more from tetradore then those simple response, the very sort Tetradore was prone to give. The pair existing so effortlessly within one anothers space and yet- that space had readily shifted mere moments after they had returned to the Ark. Raven hurrying towards them now as Tobias' own words halted. Beatdowns were not for girls. No. No. Birdie would be.....not.....happy to know of those things they did- of this he was sure. Some secrets were better kept. The boy remaining silent as he eyed his mate then. Her excitement prompting that look of curiosity to his own features.

His gaze glanced toward his Alpha once more before Tobias moved to follow his mate into the kitchen, those dark eyes widening beneath that unruly mop of dark hair as he eyed those egg dying supplies so set up about the kitchen, his mind readily attempting to understand that set-up before him. Raven's ready excitment seeming to only baffle him all the more before that egg ring and hard-boiled egg were all but thrust into his hands. That sudden query on eating the eggs, it seemed, by far the most important question. His features frowning at Raven's assurance the eggs were not for eating, at least not right now. The woman proceeding to slip that hard boiled egg into the teal coloured dye as Tobias continued to eye it with wariness. This water, after all, was not like the water in the shower. This water was coloured and by that small difference alone the boy deemed it decidedly unpredictable in turn.

His gaze continued to linger upon his girlfriend all the same as she plucked another egg from that dye and begun to colour it. Tobias' own desire to try in that moment decidedly strong then his own fear as that egg in his hand was dumped suddenly into that red dye. His fingers snatched hurriedly back to prevent it splashing against him. It was only after several moments had passed that his egg ring was all but thrust into Tetradore's hand with the demand the other man retrieve that egg for him lest the water get him. That bizarre grin of sorts seeming to find his lips as Tetra fished that egg from the water to place before him. That egg however, was hardly destined to last terribly long. Tobias seemingly content with the decoration afforded to it by that dye. The entire egg unceremoniously shoved into his mouth within a mere second. The unfortunate Raven left staring wide-eyed before that sudden growl from Tetradore saw his gaze cut towards his companion. That distinct order to spit the egg out readily seeing his own eyes narrow in challenge and yet this, it seemed, was not worth that silent battle over.

That egg was spat reluctantly back onto the table. Tobias huffing in irritation all the same as Tetradore continued to fish that blue egg from the cup and place it before him. Tobias' own attention turned to those stickers as he began to peel them from the sheet and attempt to stick them to egg- only to watch them slide right back off. That hissing chuckle echoing from within him then. This, it seemed, a perfect sort of game. Even despite Raven's insistence the stickers would only come off. Waiting for that egg to dry a decidedly boring task he hardly saw any need to perform. That sudden request for glitter say his own sticking pause, his gaze shifting from Tetra and back to Raven once more, his head tilted at that nervousness the woman seemed to express before reluctantly placing that glitter on the table, declaring it to be a girly thing. Tetra, he was sure, would not do anything girly. Tobias' faith in his companion utterly unshakable as his dark eyes lifted from that glitter to his mate then.

"We like....things that sparkle."

This prompt declaration was apparently all the was needed to assure the woman of the rightness of that glitter. Tobias returning to his attempts to stick those all but ruined stickers to his egg. Several of them, by some miracle, managing to cling before he reached to take a coloured pen from the pile. The boy frowning in clear concentration as he so begun to draw delicately upon that egg- though what on earth took such concentration remained to be seen. His mind readily absorbed in that task, the boy barely glancing up as Raven asked after that family.

"With...our....Mother."

He answered near abruptly, even despite that question so not having been asked off him. The lanky deviant hardly offering any more and yet, it seemed, he remembered those childhood years. He remembered 'his' mother. The woman whom had taken him into their home without question all those years ago and so raised him as her own son. Some memories, it seemed, hardly faded- even if the boy failed to speak of them often. That current red egg was place abruptly down. Tobias' attention returned to those other eggs in their cups now. That anxiousness seeming to find him all over again. Raven, thankfully, seeming to notice that ready disdain as she moved to assist him in fishing out those new eggs. His muscles decidedly tense even with her hand resting on his own to assist in plucking the egg from the water. Tobias hurriedly snatching his hand back all the same, even despite her near soothing words.

"Birdie...."

He waited only so long as it took the woman to turn towards him. Tobias leaning abruptly forward to press his lips to her own in that sudden, affectionate kiss. The boy leaning away with that clear grin of sorts in place once more and little explanation as to just what had prompted such an action. His hands reached for that original red egg he was sure required more work. Tobias reaching then to dunk his egg in that pile of glitter beside Tetradore only to proudly display his creation. No less than three stick-figured people so having been drawn onto that egg in a clearly childish hand.

"Birdie....this is....you.....you are wearing....stickers. Tetra...this is you....your hair is...made of glitter and this is....Tobi."

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