There was much about that evening the deviant had failed to understand. Where they were, let alone why they were here entirely outside off his knowledge- or his care. The how and why and where of any situation rarely mattered to the deviant in any sense, his mind very much living within the now of any situation and all that truly mattered to the delinquent boy, quite simply, was Tetradore's presence alone. For his chosen Alpha and best of friends his loyalty was unquestionable, Tetradore one of only two beings in all the world the shaggy-haired Leopard had ever made any true connection to in any sense. If Tetra so desired he might wear those 'stupid' clothes and stand in that room surrounded by people saying to many words he hardly cared to hear then he was inclined to do just that. Even if a sushi roll had become of more interest then the man on the stage who thanked those present parties for their support and offered an eloquent speech about the forward momentum of the car industry. Some things, some words, Tobias had no interest in even attempting to wrangle his mind into fixating on. The boy simply trusting in Tetra to inform off what he needed to know and what he did not. The Panther hardly made any effort to command him away from that food and as such the deviant was content to pilfer it before offering that singular piece to Tetradore for inspection. Sushi, after all, was not a food Raven had ever cooked and if Raven had never cooked it then it was likely neither man had ever truly eaten it.

Tetradore's gaze seemed to fixate upon that offered piece of food for several moments, Tobias' own dark eyes lingering upon the man's features. There were, after all, few creatures more capable of reading those facial expressions than Tobias himself. His utter lack of care for words or indeed ability to understand them (or so he would have others believe) so often resulted in the creature merely perceiving the intent of those around him through those subtle frowns or shifts of gaze or looks of displeasure. Tetradore one of the few whom had near mastered keeping that expression neutral if only to prevent Tobias exacting that revenge upon any being he deemed to have displayed them. The Leopard equally as prone to taking on Tetra's emotions as his own in near any given situation. The wariness of that 'fish cake' one such thing. Neither man seeming totally convinced of whether or not it was worthy of eating. That food all but forgotten barely a moment later when that first car was unveiled, that armoured vehicle seeing the boys eyes widen in clear awe. Tobias automatically walking towards it only to have that security guard step in front of him.

The lanky deviant near visibly bristled and yet, for now, he hardly made any move toward the guard. Tobias instead choosing to offer the man that 'fish cake', as if he might trade that readily available food for the chance to get closer to that car he so desperately desired to touch. The sudden efforts of another individual within that crowd to bring himself closer to the vehicle seemed to distract that guard, the man clearly of the believe Tetradore and Tobias would obey that command to remain behind the velvet rope. Tobias waiting only so long as it took the security guard to lose interest in watching them before hurriedly gesturing for his companion to follow as he ducked around behind the vehicle and out of the line of sight of most of those party goers, the boys hand reaching out to rest on that cold, reinforced metal side, his gaze staring upward at that gun atop the roof with clear intrigue. This, he was sure, was just like those cars in their games. The cars that ran over everything and anything and could shoot many, many zombies. This, he was sure, was a car they needed. His gaze turned back towards Tetra then, that want readily falling from his lips in that broken fashion. Tetradore's insistence they needed to 'sneak' that car out seeing the boy scowl as he looked back toward that car, his hand still resting on the side of it.

"What if....I make them all....go....crazy then we borrow...that and....."

His hand pointed towards one of those distant security guards then, the gun holstered to the man's side his clear plan before Tobias proceeded to make several shooting noises. The combination of his own affinity for chaos combined with his clear plan that Tetra and himself simply needed to start shooting evidently not the 'sneak' idea his companion preferred. Tobias clearly of the opinion maximum chaos would achieve that goal, irrespective the the security guards that might start shooting at them in turn. That look upon his companions face indicating that tetradore did not seem to take the same delight in that plan. Tobias so often prone to swinging wildly between a more placid, tolerant demeanor and a sudden onslaught of violence with little in between. That sheer unpredictability in the boy perhaps a worrying trait and yet no being had ever been near brave enough to attempt to confront him over it.

"Better than....Tetra's plan. Tetra.....has no plan."

Such words were near muttered beneath his breath and yet deliberately loud enough for his companion to hear and yet, such moods rarely lasted long within the deviant. Tobias' hand reaching up to tap suddenly at that black tinted window, so dark the inside of the car could barely be seen. His head suddenly seeming to tilt slightly, his fingers tracing around that window edge as if attempting to....work something out before his dark gaze fixated back on Tetradore once more.

"What if....Tetra and.....Tobi.....get into the car....and.....hide and....wait. When....lights are out.....Tetra....drives car.....out. Can use.....Tetra's.....shadow....jumping."

This new plan was, perhaps, a decidedly clever one from a boy often prone to choosing to destroy things rather than puzzle them out. Tobias so suggesting they simply teleport inside that car and wait, those windows were near dark enough to prevent anyone seeing them, the Leopard capable of seizing Tetradore's own teleportation powers for himself and once that show was over they simply drove that car out......somehow. Tobias' plan clearly not having considered beyond merely getting into that car. His use of the word 'shadow jumping' so unknowingly akin to the very words Matteo had attributed to that talent. Tobias looking near expectantly toward his companion then. In the least he had given up the idea of guns. For now.

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