It wasn't often that Tetradore spoke of his youth far before his family had been torn apart. Those memories were often far too difficult for the man to dwell on, if only for that loss of happiness he remembered in those youthful years. It was a certain sort of love for life that he was certain he would never find again. As of such, he hardly saw any reason to interrupt the young woman as she demonstrated how to dye the shell of those hard boiled eggs. She was so enthusiastic about showing them that Tetradore held little need in disrupting that clear joy, besides, he was hardly even certain if Tobias remembered this particular activity. The lanky deviant might very well need that reminder of the 'rules' of sorts that came with those Easter eggs. That prompt announcement that those eggs would be eaten later however, drew his emerald eyes upwards with clear intrigue. After all, deviled eggs were certain one of the better aspects of Easter, chocolate aside. "Yum." He commented, that single word was brief and yet, he'd been making an effort, of late, to be more...open to the female in front of him. That simple act of talking about his thoughts a result of that endeavor, even if it was...rather concise, to say the least.

Tetradore easily took one of those eggs offered to him, dunking it in that striking blue color as he poked at the edge of the egg, rotating it within the mug to ensure it received a proper coloring all around. At least, that was until he was offered the very tool to retrieve his companion's very egg. It took some fenegaling to get that red colored egg out of the depths of that mug and yet, after a few attempts, he managed to do just that, presenting his companion that now pale red egg before the were-King returned to his own creation. Before he quite had the moment to react, Tobias shoved that entire egg in his mouth, leaving that red tint upon his fingers and certainly his teeth. A gruff sigh left Mexican man's lips before his tone turned into something distinctly demanding, accompanied by that growl of sorts that seemed to reverberate in the back of his throat. His vibrant emerald eyes easily met the narrowed ones of his companion and yet, that silent battle was entirely short lived as that egg, with saliva and all, was spat back out onto the table. That moment, it seemed, passed relatively quickly as that tension all but dissipated in near moments, neither man, it seemed, were terribly inclined to linger upon it.

That word of thanks he was provided prompted little more than a soft sound upon his lips as he fished that blue egg out of his mug, placing it upon that little cardboard egg stand whilst it dried. It was that very memory of that last time Tetradore had dyed an egg that prompted the man's inquiry for glitter, after all, even he was not immune to things that shined, even if it wasn't quite diamonds that the man cared for. His gaze turned expectantly upon Raven, this emerald eyes watching the girl as she seemed to struggle to find that answer. It took her a moment before she nodded, quietly muttering that there was indeed glitter. That notion of that sparkly substance being girly however, caused his eyebrow to furrow ever so slightly. Tobias declaration that the two liked things that sparkled caused the corner of his lips to twitch upwards. At the very least, he could always count on the lanky deviant to be at his side. His head bobbed in silent agreement, those emerald eyes settled upon the woman before those floating bags captured his attention.

He pulled a golden bag from that assorted coloring, the man far more careful this time as he pulled at the seams to reveal the small specks of glitter within. That sudden inquiry of weather or not that the pair had dyed eggs with their family, however, caused his head to bob in a small nod. In fact, it wasn't until Tobias' voice that he glanced up, entirely caught off guard by the boy's recollection. For a moment, he paused in that careful application of glitter, his gaze steadfast upon Tobias. Slowly Tetradore nodded again, "Yes...with out mother." He responded in quiet confirmation. He turned his own attention back to that egg, that golden hued glitter sparsely covered that egg before him, just enough to provide some level of sparkle to that otherwise bright blue egg. Delicately, he placed that first egg in the empty egg carton whilst Raven attempted to show Tobias how to rescue those eggs from the mug. He picked up another of those eggs, his gaze skirting over those colors in indecision whilst Tobias dunked his own egg in that bag of glitter Tetradore had opened.

His gaze shifted towards his companion as the boy declared those eggs to be representations of both Raven and himself. He eyed that stick figure upon the egg, with golden colored hair. "I like it." The were-King replied after a studious moment. Glitter hair, he decided, truly wasn't all that bad, even if the color wasn't quite right. He placed his own egg in that green color, entirely content to poke at it whilst he glanced over at that careful drawing that Raven had so meticulously been working on.